The poor forgotten middle child

I'm slack. I've been meaning to do this post for ages but with all the happenings here I just haven't got around to it.

Ryan's first day of school was a raging success. There were none of the tears that I had anticipated, from either of us. He was so ready for a new challenge and seems to have grown up overnight, the only tell-tale sign that he is still our little boy is his oversized uniform.

I'm glad he has settled well and is enjoying his new adventure but I do miss having him at home with me. He was such good company.