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'Twas the night before nursery...

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Here's a quick parody I wrote today based on the famous 'Twas the night before christmas poem.

Starting nursery


‘Twas the night before nursery
And all through my house
All the people were sleeping
Including my spouse
My son was a-sleeping all snug in his bed
No worries at all in his sweet little head
But I was awake, unable to sleep.
I had tried everything even counting some sheep.
What have I forgotten, what haven’t I done?
Will he be alright and will he have fun?
His clothes are all laid out, they are right there
I expect they'll get messy but I don't really care
His lunch bag and back pack are there by the door
Packed with all he needs and also much more.
There’s nappies and wipes, a hat and some clothes
Some wellies, a bottle, Kleenex for his nose.
I must add his lunchbox from out of the fridge
I made his cheese sandwiches in the shape of a bridge.
I’m a little bit worried about leaving him you see
What if when he’s dropped off he won’t let me leave?
I guess I could just drop him off and run
But then he’s quite quick, my little son.
I’m sure he’ll be fine there’s no need to worry
I’m sure we’ll get there and in the classroom he’ll scurry
So to all mums with nursery first timers I say
Good luck to us all, on our children’s first day.


Keep Calm and Carry On Linking Sunday

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10 comments

  1. Anonymous11 September 2016 at 15:17

    Love this! I can't imagine how nerve wracking it must be sending them off for the first time. Lovely poem #KCACOLS

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  2. Ann Hickman12 September 2016 at 16:54

    Awwh. I remember with the first.. but it was all ok. And with the second and I'm sure with the third this Friday. What a little lovely poem ( sniffle) #MarvMondays

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  3. Nadia - Scandi Mummy12 September 2016 at 22:11

    Brilliant! I remember the first day. It's hard, but it gets easier. Thanks for linking to #KCACOLS Hope to see you again next Sunday.

    Nadia - ScandiMummy x

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  4. Tracey Abrahams13 September 2016 at 18:55

    This is a lovely poem (and a cool rhyme to do a parody of). I hope his first day went well. #marvmondays

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  5. Anonymous14 September 2016 at 11:21

    Hahaha, this is great! I hope his first day went well. My big little man started last week too. #KCACOLS

    P.S. I'm a Cotswolds Mama too!

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  6. Along Came Poppy15 September 2016 at 19:17

    Like a poem 😄 Did one for my daughter's first day at school. Sending them off is nerve wracking but I'm sure he will be fine and so will you eventually!! #kcacols

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  7. My Petit Canard17 September 2016 at 23:32

    Lovely parody. That feeling of having forgotten something but not being sure what is the worst! Hopefully you didnt forget anything in the end ;-) Hope your little one had a lovely first week. Thanks for linking up to #MarvMondays. Emily

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  8. Katy - Hot Pink Wellingtons19 September 2016 at 10:03

    Oh, this is lovely! I really hope his first day went well and he settles in quickly. It really is such a stressful experience all round! Thanks so much for joining us again at #SharingtheBlogLove

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  9. laura - dear bear and beany20 September 2016 at 22:05

    Lovely poem. It's such a big step for both the parent and the child. I hope that it went ok and they have settled in alright. And hope that you were ok leaving them. I was worse than my daughter to went in all smiles. Thank you for joining us at #SharingtheBlogLove x

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  10. Anonymous7 October 2016 at 15:03

    My two girls loved preschool (they started at age 3 & 4). I think it depends on the preschool itself. They ran in; couldn't wait.

    LOVE your poem.
    -Abby

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