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Cold And Frosty Mornings

Cold And Frosty Mornings

Imagine if you will, a time when the school run is just a thing of your past. When your mornings aren't madness and the dash to work is slightly less hectic. No toothbrush tussles or uniform unrest, but breakfast at a leisurely pace, with bathroom time your own.

Seems impossible doesn't it? 

We are roused from our slumbers each morning, impeccably on time, to usher our little whinging warriors out of the doors - but this won't last forever. These are but fleeting moments, frozen in time, and there will come a day when their coats won't need fastening, hands won't need holding and lunches won't need packing anymore. 

No need to nag about clean pants and PE kits, or scour every cupboard this side of IKEA for the missing shoe. One day suddenly, it won't be required. 

We walk those well-trodden village paths, past the same houses, postboxes, trees and gardens each morning and afternoon - avoiding the park at all costs! Mums and dads on a march with a mission, greet each other with a smile and a nod.  Passing strangers in brief encounters - because sometime soon this will stop. Soon that cold, crispy school run morning will fade into the background, won't regiment and structure your life.  

It'll be just another memory gathering dust on the shelf of parenting milestones.

When primary becomes secondary, we'll be obsolete, perhaps not required to escort troublesome teenagers to bigger school gates on time. We'll be laughed at, disbelieved when we explain 'you couldn't put your own socks on, or shoes on the right feet'. Those days seem so far off, a future unimaginable, scary and uncertain. But they're edging ever nearer, as inevitable as the lost party invite hidden in the darkest depths of the bottomless book bag, and so much harder than homework.

These moments will always be a part of us - tugging at our heartstrings when we think back to those far off days, long ago.

For now it is our time, a time we will never forget and cherish as we jettison them into the sanctuary of their tiny school haven. It's a cheeky giggle about the day ahead, a run with friends into the playground, a ruffle of the hair, and a 'good morning' grin.

Kisses goodbye, and a knowing look until home time comes around. That last bell will ring sooner than you think, so enjoy the chaos while you can.

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