Friday was the last day for me at my old school. Having managed to get a job at a school that I can literally see from my house, I will no longer have to commute for 2 hours every day. With that said, it's not ever easy leaving a school. There is so much to do to make sure loose ends have been tied up and then there is the problem of saying goodbye to everyone. Luckily for me, about a thousand other people left as well so the limelight wasn't solely on me. It was still quite an emotional time saying goodbye to some people.
Meanwhile, back at home, Cheryl has been stoical as ever with Noah. This week, she really needed to be. He's lucky we love him so much because, at times, we could have happily dropped him off at Tesco's and let him be raised by part time till staff and trolley collectors.
It has not all been for no good reason, though. This week, Noah has stepped it up a gear in terms of development. His top teeth have finally broken through and yesterday...he started crawling.
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