Day One
He sobbed as I left. Reminded him of the ‘I go to big school now’ present he would get at the end of the day. Apparently he cried for a while and had to sit on the teacher’s lap for registration (how lovely is she?).
Not sure how the rest of the day went because I couldn’t get a word out of him after giving him his ‘I go to big school now’ present. An $8 PowerRanger toy and not only am I the best mother ever but he loves school now because he got a toy.
Day Two
He cried terribly when I said goodbye. Reminded him of all the exciting foods I had put in his lunch (lunch at home is a very basic affair – for school, no effort spared if it makes him want to go). Reminded him there would be chocolate buttons (sweets are mostly verboten at home) when I picked him up.
On the first day, he’d got out the smiley face I’d drawn and put in his pocket several times because he missed me. Day two? Not even once. Even after making me feel like the worst parent in the world when I left him.
Little toad.
Asked where his ‘I go to big school now’ present was for day two. Cheeky bugger.
Day Three
Forced tears. Even in my emotional state I could spot those. Did I say what a little toad he was?
Came home and for the second evening ate four plates of supper because he had ‘to grow to be able to run faster than his new friend’. School is going to get very expensive if this continues.
Day Four
Wobbly bottom lip.
Came home with stories about the activity he had done: sitting outside and drawing an oak tree and finding acorns. ‘Real ones, Mummy. We never did that in homeschool.’ I supress a grin and agree, even though we did actually. ‘See how much better school is?’ I say.
Day Five
Too many girls surrounding him for me to really say goodbye properly. Wobbly bottom lip and little worried wave as I left.
Came home with a Headteacher’s Award. I felt like bursting with pride. Over a gold sticker on a mass-produced certificate. Hugged and kissed him until he had to tell me to stop.
I’ve never seen him look more proud or pleased.
My boy. At school. Happy.
Glad things are going well! I hope you’re getting some much needed rest now, well, inbetween looking after the other 2 little people that is
I’m so happy there was a happy ending to this one.
I don’t remember having separation anxiety on my first day of school – but it probably helped a lot that my older brother was there too.
So pleased for you. And for Harry.
Great news because that must have been a very difficult week for him. He’s a little star!
lol at the present for day two aswell!
Glad to hear things are going so well.
Now you’ve gone and made me cry!! Glad to read that the week ended on a happy note, for both of you!!
Yay! Now THIS post made me cry in a good way. Chocolate buttons for EVERYONE!
That’s good news. Well done E.