School days

You've been waking up at 5:55 and leaving for the school bus at seven. By the time you come home, you are puffed up with the nap-in-the-bus. Then you are full of school-conserved energy.

I get tired, waking up at five and then my ablutions and then packing you off-how will I go for work? Someone told me 'Have courage'.

I suppose with Gramma here, this might work. I won't think about it anymore. As Grampa says, Cross the bridge when it comes.'

You've learnt concepts like 'me, myself, family...' and you also have picked up some new vocabulary like: floating, activity....

All the time you want me to read to you. Or you are hanging from the sofa. Or wiping powder on the cupboard. Or running around in circles. And now you have this obsession with going downstairs for a walk. You love walking with Grampa. You show him every car and identify each one.