Ok, so I posted the other day with Charlie's new passport photo, saying how grown up he's getting all of a sudden.
Well, today has really hammered that home.
We were at a softplay place today inside a big kids' shop - I said Rosie could have a quick play while Chas and I sat in the coffee shop. (He's too tall/old for softplay these days - not to mention that ball pits have lost their appeal for him a bit nowadays...)
There's a kids' shoe shop next to the café, so I thought we'd get his feet properly measured while we were waiting for Rosie.
And he's a size 6. He still has stupidly narrow feet - just like my dad - but his feet are now a whole size bigger than mine.
I'm not sure why that feels like such a big deal, but it does.
Just like the way he's grown out of the boys' t-shirts in Gap, and has to have XS or S men's ones now. Gulp.
And to top the lot, I had to call the hospital with his INR result earlier, and the cardiac liaison nurse was telling me that once he hits 13 he'll have a new CLN - who specialises in helping with the transition to adult cardiac services.
He'll be taught to do his INR testing himself, will be responsible for texting his results to the hospital and managing his dosage, plus the doctors will talk to him, not to me when he has consultations. They'll also start advising him on managing his condition alongside all the other stuff that comes with growing up.
Since we found out about Charlie's heart when I wasn't even half way through my pregnancy, we have hoped and prayed that he would do well.
And my goodness, he has.
He's done better than we ever hoped he might.
And when he was little, it was almost like we were always wishing him on to the next milestone - teething, talking, walking, reading, going to school - all the things that we wanted to tick off the huge list of things that we'd been frightened he might never get to do.
But all of a sudden, time seems to be galloping by. He is growing into a young man, and an amazing one at that.
He's loving secondary school, loving all the stuff he does at the theatre, planning for his first trip abroad without us, clearing out lots of his old toys and books...
I saw this pic on Facebook the other day, and it sums it up pretty well!
Charlie would laugh and roll his eyes at me if he saw what I've just written, but sometimes I really do wish there was a pause button on life!!
Happy Easter everyone! So on Friday, Rosie and I headed for the garden centre for a date with the Easter Bunny.
She had such a lovely afternoon, while Pete and Charlie sat on the other side of the restaurant, ate crisps and played on their phones!
She had an Easter activity sheet to fill in, a yummy tea, an egg hunt with 'Alice in Wonderland' (that resulted in a bag full of sweeties), a big hug with the Bunny himself, an egg cookie with lots of icing and sprinkles for decorating, AND a bag of chocolate eggs, a cuddly bunny and a cuddly duck.
It really was a lovely afternoon.
Nanny has been here since yesterday because she went to have an eye operation at a hospital near us, so she's been staying here until her vision clears again. Needless to say, the kids have loved having her here, and Rosie was all lined up for a game of pirates when Nanny came home with an eye patch on!
We've had a lazy Easter Sunday - lots of eye drops to remember, lots of chocolate to be eaten, and a rather spectacular roast lamb dinner, courtesy of Pete.
We've nothing much planned tomorrow, but are looking forward to catching up with Charlie's heart friend Thomas and co later in the week. (We were supposed to catch up in February half term, but Rosie was ill that day!)
We're hoping to maybe get away for a couple of days the week after next, as Pete has a few days off work. However, Charlie is very keen to get his new, grown-up bedroom painted white, so we'll have to see.
Watch this space!
So, Charlie just had his photo taken for his new passport and his school bus pass.
How did my little boy suddenly get so grown up?!
The fact he has to maintain a 'neutral expression' probably doesn't help (it certainly adds to the 'convict mugshot' quality...) but he's getting so big these days. There's not much of the little boy left anymore.
It's bittersweet - I sometimes really miss the cute little blond boy who was toddling around when I first started this blog in 2006, but at the same time, I never really dared even dream this far ahead - it is so amazing to see him grow and thrive, and head towards independence. It won't be long before the teenage years are upon us.
Priceless, amazing, miraculous and terrifying all at the same time!
Bring it on!
...but we managed to get home with her hat in one piece!
Rosie's finished playschool for Easter now, and she's very excited at the prospect of the holidays (and all the chocolate!)
Charlie (who hasn't gone to school in an Easter bonnet..) breaks up today too, so we're looking forward to the next couple of weeks.
Well, today is St David's Day - the patron saint of Wales.
Fortunately now Charlie is at secondary school the whole 'dressing up' thing is a distant memory, but Rosie is just starting out...
She didn't want a Welsh lady outfit ('I don't want to wear one of those funny hats...') which is good, because I didn't really want to fork out for a costume that would only be worn once.
So Charlie's old rugby shirt has been pulled into service again! We have three Welsh rugby shirts in different sizes - two inherited from other people - so I'm hoping they'll last her through primary school!!
Charlie has an Eisteddfod at school today, so he's singing 'Men of Harlech' on his own, doing a rugby chant with his French class, and some sort of dance routine with his tutor group. (He told me last night that he was supposed to be dressed '80s style' for the dance - nothing like a bit of advance warning, Charlie... Cue frantic scrambling through his wardrobe. Suffice to say, we have no shell suits or similar - which is probably a good thing. We managed to find a neon patterned t-shirt and some jeans with ripped knees, so that's about as 80s as we got!!)
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!