Uniform trying on.

There is something poignant about uniform time again.

Especially when your daughter who is going to Year Five stands so tall and you remember her looking all tiny.

I have travelled all over the place today to get the last bits. Least it's done now though. Now comes the bit where we wait and see how well everything washes. I normally get official school cardigans but they went all bobbly last year so I have bought cheaper this year.

I am very grateful to my mom who has stepped in and saved me from a bit of a stress. It is much appreciated. I am feeling a lot happier now. X