This time last week H and I were enjoying a last day of freedom before school went back. H was playing with friends in the park and having a whale of a time. He was doing all the things that often people say children miss out on these days: playing outside, being independent (he was out of sight for most of the day), getting dirty, etc. It was the perfect end to the holidays really.
Last Thursday was a bit of a shock. We’d got out of the habit of getting out of the house for 8.30. We’d got used to gentler starts to the day, even when we’d been busy doing things. Even so Thursday and Friday were fairly easy. There didn’t seem to be much work going on a school and our usual clubs hadn’t restarted. So it was just a day at school and then home to relax, probably with a play in the park on the way home.
Since then things have got a bit more serious. H had homework over the weekend – a poster to make. Then homework set for the week. It didn’t help that it was all R.E. I think as that isn’t his favourite subject by some way. He’s been told he has to read for 20 minutes, 6 days a week – the horror of it! Now H actually reads for much more than this, but he tends to read his reading book for 10 minutes 7 days a week and then read Star Wars encyclopedias or whatever else has captured his interest for hours on end. I did try to say that we can just go on with our usual arrangements (I assume the teacher just wants them to read regularly), but he’s had to write a promise in his reading book and he likes the idea of a day off, but that won’t stop him complaining.
This week clubs have restarted. There was cubs on Monday, which means a late night (finishes 8.45pm), but he really enjoys it. Then I had a grumpy child who wasn’t happy that he’d slept in till 7am on Tuesday and 6.45am this morning to recover. He’d like to get up at 6am each day, but I won’t let him set an alarm for then. Tomorrow we have swimming lessons and Friday is tennis. Tennis is another big bug bear. At the moment I want him to do a sport outside of school as well as swimming. I don’t mind too much what it is. Most sports are available within a few miles of here, even quite unusual ones, that’s the advantage of living in a big city. I’ve suggested archery, fencing, sailing, golf and more instead of the tennis. He actually really enjoys his tennis lesson when he gets there and is quite enthusiastic about it. Talk to him about playing more often as he’s just leaving and he’s quite receptive. He’s improved over the last couple of years since he first started going and it’s good for his hand/eye coordination skills. Now though his good friend has been moved up to the next group. H hasn’t been despite them being the same age. The other boy is better at tennis, plus he’s quite a bit bigger and stronger, so it’s not surprising really. It’s put his nose out of joint a bit though. The chances are he’ll move up soon too and he has another friend in the group he’s in, but it doesn’t stop him moaning.
So is it just my son who is a bit grumpy about going back to school and getting back into the routine, or is that a common thing? School we haven’t missed you at all.