R turned 5 in April but before that she started Reception class. The first few weeks until a couple of months later she still held on to my legs like a limpet because she did not want to stay at school on her own the whole day. In the end she playfully pushes me out of the gates, says goodbye and off she goes to play with her friends.
She started out at not being confident at reading and writing even though she could. Towards the second half of the school year she was reading her favourite stories. Reading in the car, signs. In October last year, she made her first shopping list and we went to the shops. Slowly but surely ticking all the things on her list.
R still loves drawing, scribbling notes, colouring and making up stories in the car or at home. We still play I spy with beginning letter sounds, she still loves noughts and crosses with Daddy while out for a drive (mostly on our way back from our trip to Granny and Granddad).
At home, she picked up a baking book once and that was the beginning of many weekend baking afternoons. She still chops the veg with me and she cooks stir fries now. R happily puts the rice cooker on or put together ingredients for a loaf then puts the bread machine on.
Everything has gone leaps and bounds in many aspects. That includes swimming, tumble turns, dives and more dives on her own. We went to the beach for a week. It took her two days to get used to the open water. We spent whole days on the beach just playing with sand and swimming. We rarely went up for a rest in the bungalow.
We are in Bangkok for the summer and she is very proud to be able to finish a page or more of the workbooks that Daddy picked up from the tip for pennies. I did not realise that she would be into workbooks on her own. It is part of getting more and more independent.
This week she voluntarily practised pedalling her bicycle and today she came up and said that she could cycle on her own. I asked her how she felt and she said very happy.
In the mornings she gets up at around 6am and goes out the balcony then back in for books or games. R just walks around the room quietly and finding what she wishes to do before breakfast. I hope that when we go back to Devon it will be the same.
We only have 11 days left in our trip and back to our chaotic life back in the UK. Cinema, boat trips, Japanese food, shopping and a little temple hopping to do before that dreadful flight and we will definitely look forward to our next trip here.