Summer of Love

One thing I'm sad about losing, is my son's innocence. One time this year he was ribbed about wearing nail polish, to which Elliot came home from kinder and asked to have it taken off. It's the very first time I've seen him concerned about what other kids think about him, and succumb somewhat to peer pressure. Which I know is inevitable, and the fact that he got to 5 and a half before it bothered him is something that I am very proud of, as a mother. He is such an insightful little boy that when people say things like "boys don't wear nail polish" he just responds with something like, "Well, why not? I can if I want to". But it was still a dagger in my heart the day he came home and told me that. And I KNOW it only gets worse, and if wearing nail polish is the only thing he gets teased for, he'll come out of his schooling years relatively unscathed. But I wish his innocence wasn't stripped from him by other kids who have obviously had theirs stripped from them also.

SO, when one of his very best friends from kinder came over for a visit and Ivy and I were putting "colours" on our toes, the boys had no hesitation to have some on theirs. Because those 2 boys get each other. And they don't tease each other for wearing colours on their toes.

These 2 darlings finish are finishing kinder. Forever. And starting school together next year. I have NO doubt at all that they will be firm friends for a very long time to come. And that makes me so happy and grateful. To know that Elliot is embarking on his schooling years with a kind and caring soul beside him makes me so very glad.
I love how their t-shirts are colour co-ordinated with each other and their icecreams, heh heh.