Was some time ago now, but I still want to document here.
Within minutes Joshua was fed up with the photo taking, Benjamin was both excited and sad to bidding his big brother farewell to big school...
Mikaela was a little nervous, but mostly super excited, it's been a long time since her first day of Kindy (and yet, it seems like yesterday!):
She'd had her hair done in braids just days before (for her Dad's wedding the following weekend):
Once the sign was changed to be all about Joshua, he livened up some:
Tho his little brother wanted in on some of the action:
Joshua was more than happy to take the limelight...
Then came the blackboard for the two of them. Big sister starts highschool and little brother starts kindy... what a big day for us all...
The sweetest moment. These two are so sweet together, they just adore one another.
Little bro had to have some Mikaela lovin' too...
Very proud Daddy {I love that Nath is always there for the big events in our kids lives, wild horses could not drag him away} ...
Mikaela takes a nice picture...
And Joshua took a pretty good photograph too, but we were all a little nervous he'd drop the camera at any moment...
Our big girl will be taller than us soon, almost 12 years old and she is wearing my shoes!
I am so happy and excited for her, and proud of her, my heart could burst!
We'd been anticipating this day for weeks, years even... I really thought I would be much tear-y-ier than I was. I mean there were some tears, but not many.
They came the day after, and the day after that.
The day after as I dropped Mikaela off and had to get back to the other side of town quick smart. To see her rather anxious expression and feel her nervousness. I remembered being in her shoes, being her age... those friends, those days during high school being some of the best of my life. My girl is surely growing into a teenager. Made me cry as I drove off and Joshua exclaimed "why can't we just stay with her Mum"... "because we have to get you to school too mate", I sadly replied.
But the following day was even a little sadder... the day that Ben got to go and play in the playgroud before the bell went, the day that his face crumbled as the bell rang and his big brother ran away from him. Ben turned to me, totally heartbroken, I knelt down to hug him... his brother came sprinting back to hug him goodbye. They embraced like they'd been parted for months. Such a moment!
So it's been a few weeks, and I gotta say... this life of ours... the changes, adjustments, the stages and transistions... are all the colourful little bits that make for a very vibrant tapestry of life. One I am very grateful for. These kids especially.
Love out.
Bxo
