Tomorrow my Dubai Baby starts school. Where has the time gone???? It was only 5 years ago that we moved to Dubai and now my Dubai Baby is starting in Reception.
I think DS2 and I feel the same. Well, maybe, not really. He feels anxious, me, less so….or maybe not! I feel he is ready, he, perhaps less so. Gosh, changing status quo as an adult is bloomin’ hard enough. How must it be for a near 5 year old????
He can read, write and knows some maths. ‘He’ll be fine’, I advise myself. I am just glad he will have a uniform…..up till now his couture choice has been: PJs, Football kit or worn, 3 year old trackie bottoms flying half mast……
Tomorrow we will be there, with support, love and bribery (yet to decide on the clincher!).
I foresee a morning of clockwatching at work. I will be dreaming of the ice cream promise all morning till I see DD, DS1 and DS2 in their gingham uniforms at 1:50pm. CAN’T WAIT!