So Declan started his new kindy today.
I was supposed to spend today with him, then slowly ‘wean’ him into it. I laughed when the teachers said that – I said he was pretty confident and loved kindy.
We turn up, and Declan stands with me holding my hand, Saffron in the pram. The teachers come and introduce themselves to him, and me, and show him where his bag goes (“it’s the cubby with balloons, Mummy”). Then he turns to me, says ‘bye mummy’ and races off to play with his ‘new friends’ and ‘special teacher’.
