I have two babies, but he is the baby of my babies.
He is ready for this.
So am I
...Well I thought I was until I got his final piece of homework from Nursery.
At first with 1 week left of his beloved pre-school class I thought it was a bit harsh to set homework. Then I read it and had a full on ugly cry in the kitchen.
Suddenly I realised along with a new blue uniform how fast his pudgy cheeks and chubby star fish hands will fade, his need for my cuddles for everything from a grazed knee to a twisted sock will go and the "You're my best friend Mammy" will be replaced with lots of new best friends.....
I'm sad for me because I will miss my baby, but I'm sad for him because he doesn't know what the big bad world holds for him yet. His big brother at just 6 is already realising with full days at school, homework and chores that life isn't as cool as being 4. Not even close.
So this homework couldn't be more perfect to stretch out the last few weeks until September. To embrace just being little and care free and full of beans and snuggles and fun and giggles and...
... to just be 4 a little more my baby.