Tomorrow’s the Big day
Tomorrow Natan finally starts ”Big School”.
I cried when I picked him up from his last ever day at nursery today. The reality of the situation finally hit me. He, on the other hand, took it all in his stride and bounced off as if it was any normal pick up.
I have no idea what sort of fool of myself I will make tomorrow, but I imagine it’s going to be quite a scene. I will try and save it for when I get back in the car at least.
Tonight I have ironed on name labels to every piece of clothing he owns (almost). Am I over the top putting his name in his pants and socks? Oh well, too late. It’s done.
Tomorrow I will drop him off, kiss him goodbye, and watch him walk off to the first day of the rest of his life. Time will flash in front of me and I will imagine him starting at secondary school, at university, getting married, etc, etc.
I will try to savour the moment. After all, it’s a big day.
Tomorrow my small boy will become a big boy.