My sweet 8 year old girl & I went to her new school open evening. I got all nostalgic & sad that First school is in its final year. It only seems a couple of years ago that we were deciding what first school to go to. Now she's all bigger & not my little-girl anymore. I really see the changes in her body preparing her for adolescence. I try not to get all bitter sweet about it but dammit, its all getting away from me. I really need to remember my word for the year - Delight - and enjoy what is. My sweet baby is growing into a young girl, soon to be a girl-woman. That is the way things go, and its OK. She will always be my precious first born, whatever age she is.