Here in Scotland the schools went back at the start of the week and while I'm grateful to be back into the swing of things I have to admit I really felt like crying leaving my babies (P5 and P1) at the school, probably even more so now than I did when they first started school. I blame the hormones!
In the lead up to going back we spent a lot of money on things that would get them in a good frame of mind for their return, organisation is key to success - or at least I fully believe it is and getting my sons to become naturally organised thankfully has been easier that I could have imagined.
The key to getting it to work? cute stationery of course.
These pieces were their top picks.
I think the hardest part about becoming organised is implementing a change of routine, starting with a planner and spending an hour or so completely filling it in with all of the information you need at short notice will be enough to feel a difference, so much so that starting and maintaining a diary should come easily as a next step.
Needless to say there were always going to be some poop's or bums in this because let's face it, poop and bums are hilarious to little boys. They genuinely thought my work colleagues would be jealous of this sharpener. While they may not be jealous it's definitely an ice-breaker isn't it.
When they chose that bag I knew they 'got me' it's so bohemian and bright but still on trend and I am truly in love with it. They debated on a few bohemian styled bags, but this is the one they settled on because of the green zig-zags. The wood pencils were chosen because I currently use similar wood pencils for drawing, I love them as they're great for gripping even when my pains playing up and my grips quite weak.
The moustache was chosen by Coop my middle son, he loves the whole beard and 'stache thing which is blatantly obvious by his Youtube account 'Mustache Cop 26' - you should check it out and leave him a little comment if you have a moment because it would really make his day.
Overall I'm so happy with their choices - yes even the poop sharpener. What do you think you're children would pick for you and other mummies out there if they got the chance?