Hill End Residential

Hill End Residential, a photo by Lukasmummy on Flickr.

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Journalling reads: When the school first sent the letters home about the residential trip to Hill End, you were adamant that you didn't want to go. You had never been away from home and the idea of 3 day, 2 night trip just didn't appeal to you. I would be lying if I didn't say I was a bit relieved. With each of the reminder letters they sent home, I asked you again just in case you had changed your mind, yet each time you always said you didn't want to go. Only somehow the teachers managed to convince you to change your mind just a few days before the trip. On the Friday afternoon, when I went to pick you up I was met by your teacher. She said you had asked to go on the trip and handed me a kit list. I wasn't exactly thrilled to only have a few days to gather all of your supplies. I knew they had only told your the positives about the trip, so I tried to at least give you all the facts so your could make a decision. You frequently changed your mind, over the weekend wanting to go one minute, begging me not to send you the next. You cried, whined, whinged, begged, pleaded, sulked, and pretty much drove me insane. This carried on right up until the day you were due to leave. I didn't really want you to go but I have always prided myself on allowing you to make your own decisions. I gathered everything together, packed your bags and signed all the forms they needed just in case you wanted to go. I even stayed up to make you a little photo album filled with pictures of people like Mummy, Daddy, Nana, Logan and Leo so you wouldn't miss us so much. The day of your trip you got up feeling nervous, but excited. You made the decision to go and we rushed to get your ready and to school on time. Ironically when coach was delayed so Mummy and Daddy ended up siting in the cafe to have a drink, while you were taken to your classroom. Eventually it was time for you all to be loaded on the coach to go. I tried to blow you kisses but you acted all embarrassed and refused to look at me, so I did something guaranteed to get your attention, I lifted Logan out of the pushchair to wave at you. Your expression changed instantly as you eagerly tried to point him out to everyone on the coach, shouting that's my little brother. I really hope this trip is everything that you hope it will be Lukas.