He was keen to be a big boy and start school....but was a little nervous about the unknown.
Fast forward 7 years and not too much has changed.
Master 12 started big, big school this morning......
He was keen....high school has more street cred....and all kids reach the point where they are anxious to grow up. But he was also nervous....having an older brother filling your head with high school horror stories will do that. Master 12 is a kid that gets comfort from routine and familiar surroundings.
I picked him up this afternoon...he had a big grin on his face....that's a good sign.
You know your boy is growing up when you ask them how it went and they shrug their shoulders...."Good"....and that's it.
I managed to get a little more information by bribing him with chocolate milk.....apparently the good things about High School are that you are allowed to sit anywhere you want and the teachers don't act childish (!?!). The bad things are that the timetable is complicated and he's not going to use the toilets....ever!
His final assessment...."High School is better than Primary"....and with that I let out a giant sigh of relief!