Today was Wee Z's last day at nursery...ever. He is no longer a nursery boy. He is now a school boy.
Well, after the summer holidays he will be a school boy!
I thought I might be more emotional when we went to pick him up but I was fine. I am excited for him to start school especially since he's been wanting to go since he started nursery at the age of 3 years and 2 months.
And I suppose I'm OK because I know we're going back to nursery with Miss C after the summer holidays. Miss C can't wait to start nursery and I know she'll really enjoy it and I think it will help her come out of herself a lot more. Miss C isn't as academic as Wee Z is. I will ask her if she wants to practise her writing and she just looks at me as if to say, "You can do it for me, why should I have to do it?!" Wee Z, on the other hand, used to love sitting practising his letters and numbers. He still does, except now he'll write you letters with little or no help.
He is so enthusiastic about learning new things and developing his skills he has. He loves doing wordsearches, crosswords and quizzes. Whilst Miss C asked for a Peppa Pig magazine, (which are quite educational I'm surprised to say!) Wee Z asked for a maths workbook. He couldn't wait to get home to start answering the questions and solving the problems. I don't know where he gets this from but I'm happy to encourage him because he wants to do it.
So today was the last day of nursery. But in 6 weeks, it will be the first day of Wee Z's school life and I know it's going to be a good for him. He's going to love it!
I'll probably cry then...definitely.