Anybody who has been following my ramblings through parenthood will be aware of a major milestone we reached in 2014. J started at pre-school. And after a few tears (his and mine), we have now settled down nicely in this new important chapter of our lives.
Pre-school brings with it the usual rounds of bugs, birthdays and boisterous behaviour. It also brings a whole new world of independence, exploration and creativity. As I have been discovering these last few weeks.
They planted cress seeds in used-up pudding pots. J brought his experiment home one day and we left it on our kitchen window. It has now sprouted lovely green shoots, ready to be eaten in an egg sandwich.
They tried their hands at still-life painting. J's very artistic take on a vase of daffodils now occupies pride of place in the C-home.
Not forgetting his first ever work of art that found its way home from pre-school. A very inspiring geometric design incorporating the one thing J knows and loves. And can draw with his crayons. Big fat Os.
Last, but by no means the least, is another proud possession. J's first craft creation from pre-school.
I am one very proud Mother.