Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Alfie is a tough cookie on the outside but a softie on the inside. We are on week two of pre school mornings and so far he has cried, wailed, begged me to take him to the boring shops and told me he is too tired for school. 
I write this, tapping on my iPad camped outside pre school having drank my coffee and finished reading my book.  I had been called into pre school last week to help settle the hysterical child that Alfie had become having been left behind by his horrible mother  How dare she leave him here with these random strangers!

This is what my in car camp out looked like!  I actually rather enjoyed it, oh the glam lifestyle us Mum's lead.......
Anyway I have to confess that it kills me to walk away knowing how bad I am making him feel.  I know it's all part of life and the whole reason we agreed on pre school was that he needed to learn to be away from us and take instruction from others.  Even though you know it's the right thing to do it does not make it any easier!

Looking at the clock in my car, I have 15 minutes to go and this will be his first time of making it through the two hour, apparent torture of being away from me.  It makes me happy to think he has done it, but sad that the little dude is growing up!

Kids eh, they do like to put us grown ups through it!  I now understand what my mum meant when she said she couldn't wait for me to have kids of my own!

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  1. congrats to both of you!! You made it!
    I am your newest follower.

    1. Thank you, it feels good now it's all done! He had a fab day by all accounts so no need to worry! Really glad your coming along for the ride!


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