School Days

 So the focus was on Ollie today as it was his first day of reception:) He woke up and put on his uniform before his eyes were even open, gobbled up his requested pancake breakfast and put on his shoes waiting at the door. At school, he said hello to his friends from nursery and walked in to class with just one quick look back to me for a wave. Jake gave him some good advice about how to respond when the register is taken, and to eat school dinners quickly for more playtime! 

Jake is starting year 3, which makes him a 'junior' as opposed to an 'infant'. Psychologically, it sounds like a big step, and in the playground it is as well. He started a week before Ollie and is unsure whether he wants kiss me goodbye. I still get one but it is often after looking around to see who is watching. This makes me incredibly sad, especially after he made up a special kiss for us just a few months ago called a 'european fish kiss'. It goes cheek, cheek and pucker fish style on the lips! Such is life, this whole kids growing up thing is quite bittersweet some days...