Today was a big day for my no.1 boy although he didn’t know it. An email popped into my inbox confirming his schools place and all i could think of was
YAY roll on September how can my baby be going to school already?
He will be 4 years old and 2 weeks when he starts, possibly the very youngest in his class.
People ask me if i am worried. I guess i could be.
He can’t count above 10, he has only recently learnt to draw a circle, he can’t sit still, he can’t get himself dressed or put his own shoes on, he seems to have perfected the skill of selective hearing and the only letter he can consistently recognise is an X (a pretty cool letter to be fair).
I have wondered if we should spend the next few months trying to get him up to scratch, so that he is not so far behind all of his classmates. But pushing him on things which he doesn’t yet have the capacity for, only leaves us all feeling more frustrated.
So i wonder if we should stop focusing on all the things he can’t do and think about all the things he can.
He can ride his balance bike like a pro, he can climb, he can dive bomb into the pool, he can chat to anyone, he can make the most amazing customisations for his cars using lego and play-doh, he can run about for HOURS without even the slightest breather.
Life is fun and care free, for us all
(when he is not being incredibly irritating).
But in less than five months things get a little more serious. Our lazy days are numbered as every morning will be about getting up and out of the house early.
All the time we have with him will be at the weekends and school holidays where the swimming pools and parks are packed to the brim.
The parents evenings won’t just be about looking through rubbish artwork and laughing at his funny quirks. People will start talking about all the areas in which he is lacking.
I don’t want to think about that just yet. I don’t want him to think about it either.
So perhaps we should spend the next few months just enjoying everything that is good about being 3.
At being 3, he rocks.