It happened. I’m not crazy about the idea but I knew the time would eventually come. The boy who took 4 days to vacate the premises, after induction, has turned 5. FIVE! I know it’s something alot of parents say, but I honestly have no idea where the time went. One minute I’m neck deep in bottles, nappies, the tiniest wee baby clothes and the next I’ve got this lanky, tall, attitude of a 13 year old, 5 year old boy. Whilst I do tear up at the idea (alot), I am looking forward to the new adventures with a school age child. Well that’s what I’m telling myself anyway…