Yesterday was an emotional milestone. It was Beertje's last day in Daycare because he will start school next Monday. Even though we've been mentioning school a lot to him lately, I don't think he realises it yet. So the emotional day was for me...not quite for him. Oh yeah, I send my children off to school on their first day without tears, but saying goodbye to the people that took care so well for my children for 4,5 years was harder.
So we had prepared some drawings the day before, some hand-out presents for the other children in the daycare and some bouquets of flowers that both children could give. For the occasion Kabouter came along to help and thank for all the good care for him as well.
We were fortunate to be the first ones in the daycare that morning, so we had a little moment to say thank you, to reflect on the milestone and to take some pictures together with the 2 ladies that have seen my children develop from little flat babies to active babbling toddlers. And that's when my tears came. It was totally different when Kabouter left since Beertje was lining up to take his spot (even though I did feel the goodbye then already as well if I read that post again).
I think the transition for Beertje will be welcome. He's ready to move on and join his brother to the kindergarden and spend all day with new friends his age to craft, play, discover. Pragmatically having the boys at one location will make our lives a lot easier (yet I'll have to ensure I don't drive to the daycare in my sleepy morning routine :D). Yet I'm such a sucker for closing off old chapters, especially when they've been good.
Some pictures in Beertjes Daycare book show him on the day of arrival and how he evolved to a toddler enjoying last hot summer.
