The first school term is almost over. We have both survived. Keely has passed with flying colours. She has done more than what I would have ever expected. School mum me, is not passing. I however have mastered the lunchbox, but I am still turning up to school pick up with a naked child, no shoes for myself, and at times no bra. I must be that mum that looks completely flustered each time I turn up. There have been days where I have turned up and thought I was completely awesome, and with my own personal view on passing the school mum test. Those days are the ones I forget, and the ones I remember are the days that make me giggle inside. I am not cut out to be a school mum, but I am loving every moment of the chaos.
Keely will be rocking some vacation care next week. I have put her into two days. We unfortunately missed out on the zoo day, but she will be catching a ferry, and having a day with some clowns, and no doubt coming home with her face painted.
This year is flying. My little girl is reading, she is interested in words everywhere; street signs, cafe signs, words in magazines, words in books, and how to write words. Keely writes a whole birthday card, and she even wants to write her own books.
Words are everything to me. Arranged in a certain way, or said in a certain way they become everything to someone else. They are everything to Keely.