Flying the Nest

Phew, we survived A Level Results Day, and in September Eldest Son will be flying the nest to University.  It seems like only yesterday I was reading to him and teaching him how to tie his shoe laces and now we’re looking at toasters and kettles for a student flat.  I am lucky that I still have two more children at home.  For some of my friends, however, it really is the end of an era and no doubt their houses will echo come September.

However, being an optimist, there is always a good side to everything and so I have thought of a list of positive facts post Eldest Son:

 1) The swamp that is his room can be fumigated and left in peaceful tidiness for a few months;

2) There will be plenty of food in the fridge and no late night snacking;

3) No anxious nights waiting for him to come home;

4) All the towels will be in their rightful place;

5) The television won’t permanently be on Sky Sports or Game of Thrones;

6) The newspaper will be available to read in a clean state;

7) Absent Husband will have surplus beer in the fridge and not moan about his missing comb. 

The list goes on, but truthfully, we will miss him really.

And of course, there is his brother waiting for his promotion to top dog and at the end of every term, there are those inevitable long University holidays….