Life has been so hectic for the past few months that I haven’t blog for awhile now. But today, I decided to jot this little entry because I’m super duper proud with my little boy’s achievement at school. Hubbs posted his report card of our eldest and he passed, with flying colours!
Last weekend, we attended his concert and one of the programme was the 6 year’s old’s graduation ceremony. They sing, dance, each with a fresh rose in their hand. And when they’re done, they were instructed to face towards their mommy and hand the flowers to their mommies. That scene made me choked up. It was at that moment that it hit me, next year this time it will be my boy’s turn. I missed my little boy so so much already.
Since he pass his 5th birthday, I’ve noticed that he has grown to be a little more mature, willing to take instructions and having less tantrums. His imagination always leaves me in awe, happy boyish talkative energy with funny stories, and the most amazing part, he’s full of empathy and kindness. I loved this boy so much, more and more each day.