Today was the day that my little girl started Primary School.
She left pre-school a whole 10 weeks ago when we moved house - so we both have been climbing the walls a little. There is only so much soft play that a girl can take!!
We bought her shoes (black patent) and got her hair cut last week, and I finishing sewing on the last of her clothes name labels yesterday.
So this morning, after a good breakfast, she got dressed in her new uniform.
We headed off to school for the alloted time and met with the headteacher first. After H showed off writing her name we went round to her classrooom. They staggered everybody's entrances so that the children joined the class one by one, which I assume is no make it less scary for them as well as treating them all as individuals.
She waved us off with a wave and not much of a backward glance.
When I collected her 6 hours later, she presented us with her first artistic creation. She even told me she had eaten some potato for lunch. Not a big deal I hear you all say but she's the only child I know that doesn't really like chips/fries!!
She likes school so much she wants to go back not only tomorrow but every day. Phew. Thank goodness for that.
And as an extra, her older brother starts 6th Form College tomorrow!!