...and now, the last day at Primary School!
Goodness me, I can't quite believe it's Charlie's last day already.
I dug out his first day pic, and snapped another in the same place this morning.
Just look at where the door handle is in relation to his head - look how much he's grown!
I'm so very proud of this boy.
Before he was born, we were given a 50/50 chance of him surviving long enough to get to school, so it is amazing to see him do so well and be ready to start his secondary school journey in September.
We had his school report on Monday, and it was brilliant - he scored fives across the board in all his National Tests, which means he is exceeding the expectations for children of his age in every subject. And yes, we were SO proud.
We also had his last sports day - 'cross country' (three laps of the school field) was optional, but Charlie decided he wanted to join in.
I'm not generally one of those mums that cries at school stuff, but as they lined up at the starting line, I already had tears dripping off my chin.
I knew he was going to come last.
He knew he was going to come last.
But he didn't care.
He just wanted to do his best, and join in with his friends.
He was in last place as soon as they started running, and the gap got wider and wider.
He walked for a bit around the back and then jogged a bit more.
In the end, he stopped after the second lap (by which time some of the faster kids had finished their third lap, so it didn't actually look like he was last because some of the other kids were still finishing their third lap...) but I was so desperately proud of him, it took me nearly ten minutes to pull myself together.
So many other parents and teachers approached me during the course of the afternoon and told me that they'd been crying too, and were so proud of him.
Yesterday was his Leavers' Assembly at school, and he sang a solo.
I was proud again.
This afternoon there's a picnic for us all up at the school, some fun and games, and then each Year Six pupil rings the old school bell as they leave the school for the final time.
Yes, I'm definitely taking tissues with me.
And tonight is his Leavers' Party (I'm refusing to call it a Prom - he's only 11...) at a posh hotel up the road.
So he's had a busy old time - and is more than ready to start the next phase in his education (just wait until you see a pic of him in his high school blazer... be still my beating heart!!)
It goes without saying Charlie-Boy, that we love you and we are more proud of you than you could ever imagine. Here's to the next seven years! xxx
Well, I don't really know where to start - life is so busy at the moment I'm struggling to find time to blog about it!
Charlie is into his final two weeks at primary school and he has got so much going on - over the past few weeks he's had an exhibition evening at primary school, a choir concert at his new school, cycling proficiency, a weekend away at Harry Potter Studios with his friend Ewan, and this weekend just gone he's been at an adventure weekend in West Wales with school for all the Year 6 kids.
So he got back yesterday at about 4pm (I've finally finished all the muddy washing!) and today he's gone off for his transition day at his new secondary school.
He was so excited to go this morning (albeit slightly bleary-eyed after two very late nights when he was away!) and l can't wait to hear all about his new school. He should be finding out who his form tutor is, and be exploring the school grounds and the canteen.
He's spending the whole day there so we have to pick him up at 3pm. (He'll go on the bus when he starts properly though.)
I'm so excited to see him enjoying this major milestone - when I think that we were only given a 50/50 chance of him starting primary school, and now we're about to see him leaving primary and starting secondary... to say I'm grateful doesn't seem enough really.
Rosie is growing up so fast - I'm attaching her latest playschool photo. She loves playschool and playing with all her friends. She also loves playing with Charlie's friends too - she's quite the social butterfly!
She has had a busy few weeks as well, with trips to the farm, birthday parties, sports day, as well as an end-of-term party coming up as well.
Then in a few weeks we're off to Salou in Spain for a week - although it's unlikely to be a particularly relaxing holiday, we're all really looking forward to it.
Oh, I forgot to mention, we had Charlie's pacemaker clinic at the end of June - he's doing brilliantly - plenty of life left in his battery, plus his sats were sitting nicely at 90. He's also grown 3.5cm and gained 3kg since we were last at the hospital, which is great.
Anyway - I'd better fly and iron the last of the washing from Charlie's weekend away!
Will try to get a new pic of Charlie next time - the latest one I have is of him trying on his outfit for his leavers' party, and I don't want to spoil the surprise!
I know I'm long overdue for a post, but things have been rather hectic here of late. It's half term next week though, so hopefully I can find some time for a catch-up post. In the meantime, here's a pic of Rosie - she is getting so grown up, it scares me!
All is well here, although life is as busy as always!
Charlie is up to his neck in rehearsals at the theatre, but loving every minute. He's also preparing for the national tests at school next month, so his teachers are giving the class lots (and lots) of practice papers to do.
I can't believe he's into his final term at primary school - I've just had to apply for his bus pass to get to secondary school in September, and we're starting to look at uniform lists and the like. He also starts meeting the teachers and visiting the school from next month onwards.
Pete and I, and probably the liaison nurse from the hospital too, will have to make a couple of extra visits to the school, just so they're fully aware about his heart. Or as Pete calls it, 'our annual scare-a-teacher day'!
Do you like his new T-shirt? His heart friend Danny was wearing the same one on his mum's Facebook page the other day, so I asked her where she'd got it from and ordered one for Charlie too - after all, we definitely need to 'Remember, remember the fifth of November' because it's Charlie's birthday!!
Rosie is on top form and still loving playschool. I just had to fill in the form for her sessions there next year, and she'll be going five days a week - four mornings and one afternoon. She's growing up so fast.
She's also spent this morning playing with a cardboard box - so far it's been a house and a car, and now it's a bed, from which to watch Topsy and Tim on the Kindle!
Welcome to Charlie's News! Charlie was born on November 5, 2003, minus the left side of his heart - a complex congenital heart defect known as Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome. He had two open-heart surgeries in his first five months, and had his third stage Fontan completion in March 2010, aged six-and-a-half.
Charlie's heart is special - but not as special as he is!