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Liam's first day at the new school

We have been preparing Liam for his first day at the new school for the past three weeks, so much in fact that he told me the day before yesterday that Teacher Hannetjie is going to love him to bits.  Cute, just slightly weird considering that he met Teacher Hannetjie for the first time the day after making this bold statement.

This morning he got up all excited and told me that today is the day.  He got slightly less brave as the time for leaving came closer.  When we reached the school and he saw the kids were not playing outside (I must point out that the temperature was -1 degrees Celsius at that stage, he got a bit teary. 

Thank heavens for teachers like Teacher Hannetjie, she comforted him and included him immediately, so here is to hoping that Liam will have an ok first day at the new school.

Last night I told him that I simply cannot believe that he is turning three, and going to big boy school.  I told him there is a lump in my throat, his reply, "I will take out the lump for you mommy".

I also told him that the day he came to stay with us was the happiest day of my life.  He told me it was also the happiest day of his life, man oh man this boy just melts my heart!

Well, on the Luka front things are looking up, I think she experienced a growth spurt as she seems to sleep a tad in the days now, hence me having time to update this blog.

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