Thursday, December 18, 2008

The Last Day of Kindergarten

Today was the Cherub's last day at kindergarten, an event that loomed large on my emotional calendar. I love our kinder so much that actually I never want to leave it. It is a fantastic place, with great resources and wonderful staff and I count myself and my boys lucky to have somehow scraped our way in there. When Climber was three we were told by our local council that they did not have a place for him at any of the local kindergartens, and we'd already been knocked back by some out-of-area kinders, so when I heard that our one might have a vacancy I made my sister ring up from Canberra and find out if it was true because we were going through this at that time and I didn't think I'd be able to hear someone else tell me no. But luckily they said yes to us. And I'm still thankful, because both my boys had a beautiful year there.

My plan for this afternoon was to collect the Climber from his last day at school and then just hang around for a while. I wanted to let the Climber, who is also very attached to the place, have a last good play there, because he always wants to play and explore, and I have not really been able to indulge this what with having been so busy, busy, busy at this time of year. And of course I wanted to take plenty of photos and maybe even some video footage of my little Cherub whizzing around with his friends. I wanted to savour it.

But poor old Cherub caught Climber's Slapped Cheek Disease and although when I sent him off this morning he was pink-faced but happy, by lunchtime he was sad and not joining in or eating or anything, and what else could I do with a face like this but take him home early?

cherub's last day at kinder_7320

17 comments:

  1. Poor baby. He does look miserable. I'm sure that you'll get a much smiley-er photo soon as he begins school. How exciting for him.

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  2. Oh dear! Hope he's feeling chirpy again very soon.

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  3. A shame it didn't work out as you planned but if you're sick and miserable there's only one thing to make you better - mummy.

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  4. Definitely needs a mother's cuddles. Poor little Cherub. Poor Stomper Girl. Abby starts Pre-K next year and I am simply unprepared for the fact that my baby, my BABY, is big enough for preschool.

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  5. Oh that face!

    Maybe it was for the best - rather than a long goodbye!

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  6. Oh dear. Poor you-all. I've just read about your awful time with Fixit and all and OH DEAR!! I'm glad you're all better now - what a terrible time.

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  7. Oh :( :(

    I was sad to leave our kinder too. AB wanted to take MC in the am, so he got to give out the gifts and chat/thank our lovely teachers.

    I did the pick-up, and was SO SAD that our best girls had taken early marks, and the only person left was the hardfaced-teacher-proper, who was reading a story to the other kids, so it was just like any other day, and I didn't get to say 'goodbye' properly :(

    I think i'll have to write some proper thankyous to 'our' girls in the New Year.

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  8. Boy, he doesn't have a poker face does he? Let it all hang out Cherub, I'd be sad about leaving kinder too.
    j

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  9. Awww, where's his happy little face? I hope it comes back soon!

    Stop hitting your kids!

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  10. Oh, the poor boy!!

    I register Rosey for Primary next month. I'm so not ready to have both of mine going to school.

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  11. Poor Cherub. Hope he is all better now.

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  12. Oh poor thing!! Hope he is better soon.
    So will you have two at big school next year?

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  13. Poor little Cherub. He looks so sad.
    I just read through the whole birth story / Fixit's illness saga.
    OMG!!
    The things we go through.

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  14. Awww. The poor Cherub. Hope he's feeling better now? There's so many illnesses doing the rounds at the moment - something about the weather and the end of the school year, I think.

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