Oh, if only I could share with you the photos of my Smudgelets in their new school uniforms!
The return to school… or rather, the start at brand new schools for both of them… was a resounding success. Well, it was once they got there. Next time I must remember to check which day they are due to start. Tiddles was NOT amused to find himself walking home from the bus stop. It’s the only time I’ve known him so upset at changing from his school uniform into his play clothes… though not as upset as I was at unexpectedly finding myself with one son still at home!
Smudgelet is delighted with all that’s happening at Middle School. He’s mastered the bus, though today got rather an earwigging when he arrived back at the front door within ten minutes of going to wait for his bus. He wanted to come home because it was raining!!! He found himself back at the bus stop VERY QUICKLY, though mummy finally relented and drove him to school after all. I think he’d have preferred to wait for the bus, though – he got a thorough nagging all the way!
Tiddles has really risen to the challenge of High School and is revelling in it. The tutor has really looked out for him. He’s now in the Rugby team, auditioning for the school play, joining the football club. He’s in rather high sets too – I was unsure whether this was an administrative cockup or just rather an indictment on the ability of the rest of the year group as he’s hardly the most academically-minded of students, but a colleague informs me that often they put weaker children who benefit from peer encouragement and motivation into a higher set to keep them in the right company and environment for learning. I hope he manages to stay there – it would be an answer to prayer if he does. So far so good, he’s working really hard and producing a fantastic quality of work.
Me? I’m just incredibly proud of the pair of them.
And just to gloat a little further, Smudgelet took this photo of some of his pottery work. The fish on the left he just painted, the ones on the right he made.