So here we are.
The end of the summer holidays and the start of a brand new school year just one day away.
We’ve had a really lovely summer. One of those wonderfully ordinary summers, full of trips to the beach and the park and other simple things that the children really enjoy.
There have been arguments and tears and scraped knees and elbows. There have been times where we’ve all been over-tired and wound up and have over-reacted to things.
But there have also been smiles and giggles and learning to floss (the dance, not their teeth).
There have been late nights lying together in the garden watching for shooting stars. There’s been immense pride while learning to ride a bike with no stabilisers. There have been hours spent splashing in the sea and in the local pool.
The end of last term feels like so long ago, but at the same time the summer seems to have flown by. I hope the children have enjoyed it as much as I have.
This new school year is quite a big one for us.
Rhys is heading into year 3, and the Juniors, and things will start to get a bit more serious for him I think. There are also all sorts of new opportunities for him this year though, which will be quite exciting. I have a feeling they go on a residential trip at the end of the year which I’ll have to prepare myself for!
Nerys is making the big leap from half days at school to full days in Reception. She’s got a shiny new Paw Patrol lunchbox that she can’t wait to take in with her. I think she might be more nervous than she’s letting on at the moment, but once she’s back with her little gang of friends I’m sure she’ll be fine.
As for me, I’m still in a bit of denial at the moment, but I have a feeling I’ll be having a little cry on the way home from dropping them off.
It’s just a big change isn’t it.