He looked so cute walking down the street with his big brother, both of them in uniform with their bags on their backs.
He was happy for us all to take him to his classroom, and even for us to hang around for a wee while, but soon he was telling me I could go now! The bell hadn't even gone!
You would never have known, if you were a fly on the wall, that today was his first day!
It could have just been any day of the school week with a mum dropping their child off and lingering for a wee while to see what has been happening in the classroom.
How was I? No worries at all, no tears, no heart break, no feeling of lose.
Maybe that will come tomorrow?
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