New Beginnings

I never thought I would actually get round to doing this but finally I have. And with a purpose.

Adam, our not so little boy has reached the grand old age of four. He is fabulous - even though I do say so myself. Yeah, ok so he's cheeky, very contrary and is a seemingly never ending ball of energy at times but he's ours. I live for the marvellous one liners he unwittingly delivers at unexpected moments throughout the day, his smiles, his laugh but especially the way he compliments me on how beautiful I look when wearing anything other than my usual Mumsy jeans and T shirts.

He is about to start school for the very first time which scares me (at how much time has flown) but also thrills me that we have finally got to this bit. He seems ok with it all but I would love to know what is really going on inside his little head. I, on the other hand, am a mixed bag of emotions and given the chance would probably blub like crazy at the drop of a hat. I hate the fact that he will miss his friends at nursery. One little girl in particular, Emma, has been his best friend and sadly she is a year behind Ads and also going to another school. I know he'll make more friends but I don't think they'll come close for a long time.