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Dave Owens: Thanks for helping our little girl grow

Today will be a day when the trembling of  the bottom lip will be as hard to control  as the stemming of the tide from overworked  tear ducts.

There are many milestones in the personal  growth and development of your child but later  today the end of an era will be reached as we  pick up our excitable little girl Elinor from her  nursery – Hollies in Canton, Cardiff – for the  final time.

This date will be more than apparent to us  than her as she will no doubt take in her stride  the epochal moment when she took the next  bold leap in her formative education from  nursery to school (more of which in next week’s  column).

For now I want to pay tribute to those who  have so brilliantly helped mould her into the  confident and imaginative child she is – and as  much as her mum and dad would love to accept  all the credit for this, those who have attended  to her need to share in the plaudits.

The passage of time, as ever, passes so  quickly, but the  memory is still  vivid from that  fateful day  when mum  and dad,  hands clasped  tightly  together for  moral support,  nervously  entrusted their  nine-month-old into the protection of others, full  of the fears of first-time parents feeling   we were  in some way betraying her for letting her go.

Of course, with the benefits of 20/20 hindsight  we needn’t have worried as what followed has  been a joyful experience for both her and us.

She’s flourished as she’s grown in their unstinting care. It’s where she passed so many  early years milestones – learning to walk, talk,  draw, write and develop a real sense of self.

Through creative learning and imaginative  play, our daughter has loved her time there.  Nothing assuages the uniform default parental  guilt of dropping off your child first thing in the  morning than watching them bound merrily into  nursery then seeing that smile still writ large  across their face when you pick them up later  that day.

Some of the nursery staff have left to have  children of their own and new faces have  arrived but one common denominator remains –  the education she has received has been  exceptional in every way.

There is a boundless spirit and an enthusiasm  about the place and a wonderful sense of  community that I will miss terribly.

Elinor has written her own card to thank those  who have looked after her – it simply reads:  “Dear Hollies, I love you so much. I will miss  you when I go to big school.”

Someone pass me a tissue…

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