After all the build up it has finally happened. Bonus Boy has started school.
I had a little think over the weekend, I’m not usually one for self-analysis and navel gazing but this is quite a big moment. I came to the conclusion that it is probably a bigger moment for me than it is for him. He is being eased into school slowly, he is in a class with his best friend, he is very happy. After a brief moment of nervousness on Friday morning (which was more about being unsure where to put his things and being overwhelmed by the number of adults milling around to say goodbye to their little ones) he sat himself down on a bean bag in the book corner and chose a book. Self contained. Marvellous.
I didn’t bawl my eyes out. Like Paula over at Battling On, I was a bit numb. 14 years of being Mummy to pre school children is over and I’m not sure yet how to feel about that. But he is fine and that is what matters on your first day at school.
He found out that you can still be Superman even in your uniform
He enjoyed all the attention of the goodbye, good luck cuddles from his siblings
He was quite excited
He got a bit fed up with the camera and wanted to go, ‘RIGHT NOW’ (I like that he’s standing next to the height chart here!)
And when he came home he changed his trousers, climbed a tree and blew bubbles.
This was written for The Gallery over at Sticky Fingers. The theme this week is Back to School, pop over and have a read, take your tissues.