If I ask Freya to smile now, this is the face I get. "Who taught you how to pout?" I asked. "School," she said. #Lifelessons. It's only week two and already I can see, or rather hear, changes in her. "That's int-rest-ing, mummy," she will say if I point something out. Then there's her new… Continue reading The Nursery Diaries – Week Two, Term One.
"Why are you rolling around on the floor?" I asked Freya. It's not an uncommon sight but she seemed to be putting a lot of effort into making it look more agonising than usual. "My heart..." she paused dramatically. "is broken." "Oh no, how did that happen?" I said, conversationally - paying no attention to her Oscar-winning… Continue reading The Nursery Diaries – Week One, Term One.
I've bought the uniform, the name labels (although I've put them in a safe place and they are currently m.i.a.), new shoes, a backpack. If it's on the list, she has it. We are ready. Or at least, one of us is. Every time someone mentions nursery, and it's surprisingly often these days, Mark and I share a look...… Continue reading New Milestone: Starting Nursery – It’s Tough (On The Parents).
Perhaps it is because I have to face it now that I'm staring down the barrel of 40 (one month today) but I've come to the conclusion that I've been looking at this age thing all wrong. While I did a fairly good impression of not caring (at least until someone mentioned it), I admit… Continue reading Life begins at 40 so they say – and I’m starting to think they might be right.