Moving West: First day of school

The boys went to school, for the first time. School starts here at 8:20, so it's lucky that we live 2 minutes from the school. We were a bit worried about getting there on time (well, more worried because Alex likes to arrive at places first - he's not good at joining a group of children) so we arrived at about 5 to 8, and chatted with other parents.

We were let into the playground at about 8, and Daniel played on the climbing frame, while Alex just looked a little nervous.

The boys are in different classrooms, so S took Dan, and I took Alex (on the grounds that Alex was more likely to be sad). Alex was a bit sad, but his fingers were soon pried from my hands, and he was dragged into the classroom. I think more of the problem with Alex is that he didn't want to be somewhere different from Daniel - he's much more of a follower.

S wanted me to stay at home, in case there was a crisis that had to be dealt with. Actually, she would have liked us both to stay at home, in case each boy had a crisis simultaneously. I tried to explain to S that they had people at the school who had qualifications in dealing with children in crisis, which is way more than we had, but she didn't care. She couldn't stay at home anyway, she had a meeting to go to, and I didn't.

Anyway, the day passed, and surprisingly there were no crises.

We went to pick the boys up together, and give them their Schultute. The children were released one by one to their parents (or whoever came to pick them up) while the parents waited outside the gate. They were so weary they could hardly walk - I had to carry Dan all the way home (except for the stairs, I made him walk up them) because his tummy hurt. (When he got home he did 'so many poohs that you couldn't count them all' which might have been related.)

Oh, we should have some photos, I suppose.

Here's S, outside the school with the Schultutes. ('School cones' - full of school type equipment [which is ignored] and sweets [which are consumed]).