Well, we haven’t got a primary school kid in the house any more. Our son has graduated.
At the end of the school year here, each school has a concert, with the acts mostly being playbacks, performed by the kids. I knew my son had been practising playing the air guitar for his number. But I was a bit taken aback when he came home and announced, “I need to make a pretend guitar for this afternoon.”
Eek!
Fortunately we had a large cardboard box I could sacrifice. With more card on top, it came out rather well. And biased though I am, I thought the concert went well too.
And then they had the graduation ceremony for the kids leaving. Boy was I proud.
So in September, out son’s off to High School. And it seems like only yesterday that he started infant school, aged three.
