After a week of trying to juggle and attend a load of end of school “stuff” It’s the start of the summer holidays, at last! For a week at least I’ll relish not forcing Z out of bed and telling him to put his school shoes approximately 25 times with threats of how late we’re going to be. Of course Sods law means both boys will bounce up at the crack of dawn and want entertaining. But at least there’s no rushing about first thing. It’s always a massive surprise to see how much Z has changed in one year when you compare the obligatory end of year photo with last years one.
He’s left this year loving reading, disliking capital letters and writing in general and no front teeth. I’m not bothered about forgotten capital letters really but I suppose we should remind him every so often this summer.
We still have 0 confirmed plans but we have at least started to look and our main plans for a few days is to potter about and do fun things like go to the dentist.
We did take the toddler to his very first football training session and he loved it, a bit too much. I’m not sure he’s ready really but he did have a lot of fun trashing things and interrupting his brothers game constantly.
Big brother was very patient about it all but I think we might have to defer future training sessions for a while and find an alternative joint activity that they can do together.