This new beginning is a little while off but it is a constant for me at the minute. School begins in September. Let me rephrase that, BIG BOY School begins in September. Oh my goodness.
As the application deadline is fast approaching as is the reality that in 8 months time we will, for the first time be waving off our little boy to his first day of school. A new beginning. A new adventure. A new chapter in life as our little family. The latter sounds exciting!
I think it hit me when I collected Lil G from Kindergarten on Monday. One of his teachers (my favourite actually) pulled me to one side and advised me that over the next two weeks Lil G will be moving into the ‘preparation for school’ group. Eek. More structure, less free time to play and just another sign that he is growing up just that little bit too fast. They also presented me with this…
Oh to be a time traveller!
He will be the youngest in the group and due to his birthday he will be the youngest in school too. He will also be one of the smallest as he really is so petite and slender. This worries me slightly. Actually a lot. Will he get left behind? Will he struggle. Is the gap too much? I think so. To think that he will be in the same class as a little one who will soon be turning 5 when he has only just turned 4 makes me feel sick. How can that be fair? They can’t be compared. But they will be.
Lil G turns 4 in June, his best friend turns 5 in November that’s 2 months after the school term starts. What? How is it that they can be in the same class? Surely not. It really is a worry.
I’m not too worried about him making friends, or settling in, my little boy is a sweetheart. He loves to chat, make friends, play and learn so surely this is a winning combination. He has been in a private nursery for 3 days a week since he was 8 months old so I am not worried about him adapting. He will be just fine. When it came to returning to Kindergarten on Monday after 17 days at home with Mr H and I he went in with a hop, skip and a jump. Full of happiness to be returning.
What I am worried about is how he will find the change in routine. The longer days. The rather structured setting. From a nursery setting where cuddles, love and play is paramount to a much cooler setting. Where (or so I’ve been told) they don’t cuddle, it’s not about love, it’s about learning! Surely it is a little bit about love? Who could resist cuddling a child when they are sad or just need to be held. I guess that is those silly rules and horrible folk who have ruined it for the genuinely nice people in the world.
Oh to be a fly on the wall!
And then there is the School Uniform. Lil G doesn’t suit the standard wide leg trouser as he really does have the thinnest of legs. The School we hope for Lil G to be joining has their own uniform. Oh how cute will he look! I am yet to find out if we are able to deviate from the ‘school shop’ when purchasing clothes. Also, as his current growth goes he will only be in Age 3 clothes when he starts School, do they offer smaller sizes? Lil G is 3.5 years now so that should give you an idea of how little he is, hence Lil G!
There is something to be said for these European cities who don’t subject their children to formal education until the age of 7. There is a great post on this school of thought ‘Too much, Too soon’ here.