My little baby who's somehow mysteriously turned into a great big senior school boy went off to his new school today. On Tuesday night he had a bit of a major wobble & was pleading with us to home-school him but last night he got quite excited about sorting out his pencil case & packing his bag. Drove him in this morning & got there 10 minutes early. Year 7s were going in later than the others. They all looked so smart in their new uniforms. J having major issue about whether he should do up his blazer buttons or not. He said he wouldn't put on his uniform until the last minute this morning in case he crumpled it. I bet in a few weeks it'll end up on the floor with the rest of his clothes. I just wanted to sit in the car park all morning but realised I was right under the CCTV camera & somebody, somewhere was probably thinking I was weird so drove home along lovely, leafy lanes. Went past primary school just as last of mums going back home. Got home & saw J's school drink bottle by sink. Oh, well, he's old enough to manage to get himself a drink now. Just hope he has something sensible for lunch. Louise asked one of the mums with children at senior school how she made sure they ate healthily & she said one child goes to Pizza Hut & the other buys a couple of packets of biscuits for the week. Somehow we weren't very reassured.
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