Well, they’ve had their first day at their new school.
This morning could have gone badly awry. It involved: –
- shirts with buttons
- ties – which in Ben’s case was not on a bit of elastic
- itchy jumpers
- plastic bags instead of PE bags.
But they got dressed without a word of protest, and disappeared into their classrooms with no more than a hint of panic flitting across their eyes.
And now I hear from Mike that Hannah said of her day –
“I had butterflies at first, but then the butterflies started smiling.”
OMG (as me teenager says) that is so sweet. Almost like my son’s comments about school a few years ago: “School’s not so bad now. It’s like a happy prison”. Brought tears to my eyes it did!
That’s poetry.
How lovely, I wish my butterflies would smile!
it’s been a while since I had butterflies in my stomach, although there are moths that have a fairly quiet live not to far away, sigh
happy new year kathy
that’s magic!
That’s lovely – I think I might have cried hearing that!
Hope things are still going well.
Mya x