There's a clever commercial about back to school time which my co-workers love ("it's the most wonderful time of the year") and we've officially begun our journey on that path.
Torran loves nursery school - and he's only there for a half a day! I don't know if it's the change in environment, the additional wee ones to hang out with or the curriculum (perhaps, even the new food!) but every time I've gone to pick him up, he says with a pout "You don't want to go" (meaning I don't want to go).
I'm very pleased that he's adapting to this new routine. Soon I'll be a bit more investigative about what exactly he does there and how they are supporting his particular needs. For now, I drop him off (without any fuss from him - not even a kiss goodbye today) and talk him into coming home after he's had lunch with the other kids.
And how exciting - a couple of extra hours in the day (when I'm not working) when the house is shhhhh quiet! Of course, given the amount of stuff on my/our plate, it still doesn't seem like enough time, but he can't do full days at the moment. We'll start taking him swimming in the afternoons again this week - maybe even enroll him in a real class with a teacher and see how that goes!
For now, it's a bit of gardening, my blog (!!!!), computer stuff, medieval projects, reading, exercise and housework (time for all of this???)... and a nice cuppa for the first fifteen minutes of shhhhhh
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