Tomorrow at 12.30 (after midnight- so the day after tomorrow really), Alfie will be six.
So you can imagine that since about just after Christmas, we've been on countdown. "How long is it to my birthday?" " You keep saying it's four weeks, four weeks, four weeks..." etc
Tonight he swam half a length, front crawl, he'll get a badge and a certificate. He'll take it into school, and stand up in assembly and have a clap for his achievement.
I watched him before he jumped in for his swim and pointing to where he was going to jump, he was talking to himself, he was talking himself through it.
And I was chuffed, my little/big kid talking to himself- and I was so proud, never mind the spelling, the reading, the times tables- he knows how to talk to himself!!!!!
I watched him swim- but I knew he wouldn't give up- he'll never give up- he'll never surrender.
It's just something we have in common, I guess.
I cannot express how amazingly proud I am of this little boy- I cannot express how thankful I am to my family and all our friends and especially Mount Pleasant Baptist Church, for helping me bring him up for this six years...and whatever is to come... because I definitely couldn't do it on my own.x
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