This is a year of ‘lasts’ for me in motherhood. It marks the end of primary education, those splodgy paintings, packed lunches, and spelling books. Last school pancake race where children line up and run the length of the playground, tossing their pancakes; last Christmas play (my daughter was narrator this year – far too cool to sing and dance), last May Day (where the girls dress in white with little posies, boys in little suits, and they perform a country dance in the playground), last sports day… As my daughter approaches eleven and completes year 6, she moves out of Primary School and onto Secondary where the full focus is on academia.
As our children grow we notice the little differences creep in. Their personality builds and character develops, as they vie for independence. Currently, ours loves a good practical joke and wants to be a scientist when she grows up. Next week, that could all change. But, as the innocence fades, we still cherish the moments when they come out with those classic little comments – comments that allow my husband and I to share a wry smile across the table, a wink over her head. Let me share some of her recent little gems with you:
“If you spray deodorant into the shower gel it pops and fizzes over.” Hmmm – when was that last shower?
“Mummy, you look like Cinderella with a hangover.” That was early one morning, and no – I hadn’t even touched the wine the night before…
“If you turn the shower head and spray it at the ceiling, it looks like it’s raining inside…”
“Do they colour cherries? Because if they do, there’s no wonder this country’s in economic crisis.”
I thought you might enjoy some of these. Would love to hear some of your classic little moments…