Friday, 27 September 2019
Wolfie at preschool
As I mentioned here, our little Wolfie had his first day at preschool. Or, to be precise, his first half day, as he only goes for three hours or so. And to my relief and also my great sadness, he did really well. He did not even cry when his mummy left, he just said goodbye distractly. He played with cars, trucks and other things, he even made two (girl)friends. So young and already a womanizer. Okay, maybe not that much, he can't be that precocious, but my son is a little charmer. So I am proud of him for having done so well. Just a little sad at the same time that he is growing up so quickly.
Labels:
childhood,
éducation,
enfance,
famille,
family,
melancholia,
mélancolie
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The next thing you know, he'll be in university.
Every chapter will be good - I promise.
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