Milestones are funny things. There is often a real sense of anticipation around their impending arrival, then they seem to land on you almost out of the blue, catching you unaware and unprepared.
When it comes to milestones, few things can compare with the transition to school. In the Pringle household, we have had a significant milestone. This week was our youngest child's last week at pre-school, and as much as we looked forward to it, I have to admit I have mixed feelings.
These were heightened on Thursday when we were cruising into town and he was busily chatting away and stopped, looked at me and said very earnestly, "I'll miss you". Truth be told I'll miss my morning companion too, even if I can now regain control of the radio, air conditioning and other comforts in the car.
It's a far cry to when he first started at a pre-school in town a few months back and on arrival I had to prise his fingers off his carseat, the handbrake or any other fixture he could latch on to. He would kick, scream and cry in the car and inside the centre. Of course, once on his own and busy, he was fine, and he quickly grew to enjoy and look forward to his days of learning with his new friends and teachers.
But from next week, he's off to school, and he is so ready for this next challenge in his young life.