I remember being so nervous when Moozles began Reception. How could someone so small be ready for school? Even though she knew her ABCs and could count to 20 when she was barely three, she was such a shy toddler/pre-schooler. She didn’t like to speak in front of adults. She had a bad stutter until she was almost four. But in the summer before Reception, something changed in her. She stopped hiding behind my legs. She stopped carrying her blanket everywhere. She blossomed.
Husband and I took Moozles to school, along with Baby Dubz who was only four months old. We took her into the classroom, and left swiftly. I did not want her to see me cry. I was not scared for her. I was sad because I knew that things would move at a quick pace. And they have. Moozles begins junior school tomorrow. Her childhood is racing by. Yes, I will be sad. But I will continue to be proud of my darling girl.