The Last Few Months

Last Thursday I joined thousands of other anxious parents frantically checking their emails to see which school their child had been accepted into.  Somehow over three and a half years have passed since our Dylan entered our lives, and in September he will be donning a navy blue uniform and heading off to school.

It seems like only yesterday that we were bringing him home from hospital on that warm summers day, and it is hard to believe three years ago he was sat in a highchair with the chubbiest thighs you have ever seen and food smeared all across his face as he learned new schools.  In the last three and a half years we have witnessed and shared so many firsts, from smiles, to words to steps to hops.  In five months we will pack him off for his first day at school, which gives us five months to enjoy the freedom that comes from no commitments.

We don't have anything exciting planned yet although I would love some last minute holidays, whether they be abroad or in England.  We can escape for a break somewhere whilst all the big kids are in school and enjoy some peace just being us five.  

We will be spending long days at the beach, building the biggest sandcastles and eating ice creams at every opportunity.  We will be having picnics at the park for lunch, and eating fish and chips with our feet buried in the sand at tea time.  We will have the paddling pool in the garden and spend the day just us.  We will not get dressed all day, just because we can.  We will explore the world together, whilst I am still his teacher.

It feels like it is the last months of innocence, where there are no other kids influencing him, where everything I say is automatically the truth and where he believes I really do know everything.  

These five months are the end of an era for us, but September will be the start of something new, an amazing journey that I will have to take a back seat for some of, and one that I know Dylan can't wait to take.

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