Aren't we always saying "Doesn't time fly"? Well today if whizzed on by me right before my eyes. Before Breakfast I had my sweet little man and once we'd finished, I wondered where he had gone. He has been wanting to go to Preschhol since his brother started 12 months ago and today was his day. I have never seen him more excited than when I asked him to get ready. Then as we headed out the gate he ran the whole way there. Telling his Dad all about 'his' Preschool along the way.
Normally we would have to drop off Big Brother first and then take him last but today he proudly told us that he would be dropped off first.
There was an enourmous hug-fest as he said good bye to Mum, Dad and Big Brother and then without any hesitation then he was off...
... and I was left in aw of how Big the Little Brother was becoming.