Reflections on the pre-school years
As my youngest daughter inches towards the end of her time at nursery and pre-school, I’ve been reflecting on the experiences Izzy has had. All things considered, it’s been very different to her older sister.
As my youngest daughter inches towards the end of her time at nursery and pre-school, I’ve been reflecting on the experiences Izzy has had. All things considered, it’s been very different to her older sister.
It’s a frightening reality that Izzy, my youngest daughter, is just a few weeks younger than this blog. To put that in perspective, Izzy will start in reception class this September.
This parenting thing: it’s a constant battle to fit square pegs in round holes, right? This is what it feels like to me.
Later this week my seven-year-old daughter will return to school after the long summer break. She’s left the infant playground behind and will join the big kids in the junior yard.
There’s nothing like being part of something new. I am, therefore, delighted to reveal that I will be working with Oxfam as a blogging ambassador to promote its latest fundraising initiative; Dressed by the Kids Day. As the name suggests, we’re all being encouraged to let the kids loose on our wardrobes and dictate what