Back to School

Today has been a day of transitions; The Big One started key stage 2 and if he thought homework was an unnecessary evil before, I can only speculate on how he will adjust to the next level; The Princess started school today, going into reception class with at least a dozen of her friends from pre-school and siblings in the playground; The Wee One had his first taste of nursery, going in, not just to collect The Princess, but to be a big boy by himself.

Not a tear was shed.

The Big One brushed us off at the school gate, independent and seemingly too big for a goodbye kiss now.
The Princess once settled at a table with some pens and paper, confidently said bye bye and didn't glance over once as I left the room.
The Wee One happily played for an hour with me, then ventrured outside with the other children. On seeing me through the door, he authoritatively told me to "Go away."

I am no longer needed.*


*except perhaps at home time, when they are hungry, when they fall and hurt themselves, when they have a bad dream, when they just need a cuddle.


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