Neil's First Sports Day

In just under three weeks time, my wee man finishes school for the summer holidays. He will be finished his first year at school. It feels like only yesterday I was shopping for his uniform and worrying about his first day, and now the year is almost over.

Neil on his first day back in September

It has been a year of firsts. First day at school, first time getting the school bus, bringing his first picture home, first book read independently, first nativity. Lots of lovely firsts to cherish.

Last week saw what will probably be the last of the significant firsts for this school year, his first sports day. It is something I had been thinking about a lot as the last term approached. He has trouble with a lot of physical activity, throwing, catching etc, and he's a bit clumsy with his movements, and I really worried he would struggle and gut frustrated and upset. He hates losing, and usually refuses to take part if he thinks he might not win, so I was concerned about that too.

 The weather last week was pretty naff around these parts, you certainly wouldn't have known it was the beginning of summer to look outside! The big man upstairs was obviously looking favourably upon us though because for the morning of the sports day we got glorious weather.

Neil was on the green team, and we kitted him out in a pair of so bright you needed sunglasses lime green shorts and a matching t-shirt. He looked fabulous!

The first event was the 'beanbags in hoops thingymaboby', (sorry I don't know the names for the events), there were a load of beanbags in the middle and 5 teams standing around with a hoop on the ground. One person from each team had to run, collect a beanbag and run bag to place it in the hoop before the next person could run.

He did a fantastic job.Some beanbags got thrown out of place while kids were running, so he ran to pick them up and move them back to the middle before taking his beanbag back to his team, bless his little heart. Caitlin and I were his personal cheerleaders, standing at the side shouting him on.

 Neil is one of the clumsiest wee boys I have ever met. Before the race had even started he had dropped the egg about ten times. He did brilliantly in the race though, and opted for the slow and steady method. He concentrated so much for this one and only dropped the egg once or twice during the race.

He took part in a wellie throwing contest, jumping contest, a race, and then finally the sack race.

The sack race was the hardest of them all for him but he tried really hard. He fell over at one point and needed to be helped in before being carried over the line, which as I'm sure you can imagine, he thought was great fun.

He didn't win any medals this time but he was fabulous, and did his best in all of the games. I honestly couldn't have felt prouder. He even got a sticker which he was absolutely beaming about.

I felt a little bit emotional when it was all over. Not just because I was proud of him, but also because that kind of signifies the end of his year of firsts. Next year he will be in year 2, and we won't be experiencing those proud/ emotional first moments of which you have so many during a childs first year at school. That's not to say I won't still be mega proud and happy when he brings me home pictures, and when I get to watch him in the nativity again next year, it's just that those first moments are so special. 

I have it all to come with Caitlin this year as she starts school in September. It has made me realise that I have to slow things down and treasure every moment, because in the blink of an eye I will be sitting writing about Caitlin's first sports day and I will be wondering where time went.

My babies are growing up too fast...

Im linking up with the lovely Jamie over at the olivers madhouse for her fabulous magic moments Linky, please pop over and have a look at some of the other lovely stories.

Super Busy Mum

Share this:

I love reading all of your comments and getting to interact with all my readers so pop a comment in the section below and lets chit chat.


  1. Ah what a lovely post, yes they grow up so fast. It doesn't seem 5 minutes ago I was at my sons first sports day, it was his year 8 parents evening tonight eek x

  2. Lovely post and what wonderful weather for sports day. A great school tradition which as you say does signify the end of a school year, I hate to worry you but each year goes faster than the year before! Do please pop over and join me for Country Kids

  3. Always brilliant when the sun shines for Sports day! Their first years seem to fly by! My oldest is now 6 and just finishing year 1. Not been as exciting a year of firsts this year as she had previously been in reception and nursery. But next week we are off to her first cheerleading competition :) #MMWBH

  4. We have sports day in a couple of weeks and it will be the last for my daughter as she's finishing primary school. I don't think parents are welcome at secondary school sports days (too embarrassing!). Enjoy it while you can.

  5. What a gorgeous post! I remember that year of firsts so clearly. Well done to you r boy :) If you fancy it, this post would be perfect for my #loudnproud linky which opened this morning at 7am. You can find it here...

  6. Such a lovely post. It's a big year, that first year of school. My oldest will be going into 3rd Grade (Primary 4) next year, but my middle child starts kindergarten (Primary 1) after the summer, so I get to enjoy all the firsts again with him :) #loudnproud

  7. The first year of school is a special time and your little ones are the babies of the school. This is my last year of having a reception child, so his year of firsts will be my last, if that makes sense!