Apple Tree

I was horrified to find out in April that should I intend to send Gabe to school next year, I would have to register him almost immediately. Apparently it is typical of many church kindergartens to hold their registration dates in April. Barely have we celebrated the little boy's second birthday, and I have to get going on his playgroup registration?!

After I recovered from the shock and stress of the impending deadline, I sat down and evaluated the situation. The main reason for sending Gabe to a structured learning environment this early was due to his lack of a preference for interaction with other children. He would stand aside and watch while his peers play. Or turn to his parents or familiar adults and declare that he does not want to participate in the xx activity along with the other children. He'll benefit socially from school, that's for sure.

I needed the school to be within walking distance from home. Then began the search for decent groups within the vicinity. I didn't have high hopes; what could I expect from a few blocks of heartland HDB flats? But I was pleasantly surprised. We found a branch of Apple Tree operating two traffic junctions away. So we went down on registration day and signed him up. My son is starting school next year! I feel so overwhelmed. My little boy, who seemed to have popped out not too long ago, will be dressed in uniform and saying bye to me on the other side of the school gate. Well, such sentiments will probably exist only for Gabe since the novelty will wear off by the time it's Rou's turn.

So, come January, it'll be a new routine for the family. A new phase for the boy, and surely, for the mummy too.

Oh, did I forget to mention how RED the uniform will be?!