And he came too

My son will be starting a new nursery from September. He has enjoy the present one which he has been at for the past two years, but as the new nursery is attached to a primary school it seemed the best option to take. It s a Catholic school literally 400 metes from our home and 400 metres from my wife’s place of work. It’s ideal.

One of the most common phrases people say about raising a kid is ‘don’t they grow up so fast’ and they do. So much is noticeable, their language, their clothing, their ability, and inability to communicate, they all move on. It’s so often said that life is like a book with chapters, scenes, happenings and endings, and as I am a firm believer in living life how you want it to be, Shakespeare’s ‘all of life is a stage’, I like to think it is a novel, but sometimes we have to be involved in other people’s novels, too.

My son’s novel is about rescuing, fighting crime, fires, monsters and mum and dad, at present he likes fighting the teacher at the nursery and I think he is winning.

This weekend I hope, we will be going to watch the planes come into the airport and visit a small farm. Weather, time and location do not allow us to go out as much as we desire, but maybe that’s an excuse. As I said, we should help to write other people’s novels and we should make the effort.