We thought we'd let her sleep in til at least 7.30, but she was up (barely awake) and putting on her uniform at 6.30. I encouraged her to leave her PJs on until after she'd had breakfast and cleaned her teeth, just in case she spilled something.
I had to take Caitlin to the bus stop at 8 so called into work to get some hours up. Michael was able to go into school a bit later this morning, so he could help take her to school. At 8.40, I raced home and Mim was waiting, all kitted up. She looked very cute, more so when she put on her school bag and it was almost as big as she was!
We drove in convoy to the school gates, where Michael was able to have a photo with her, give her a kiss good bye and head into town. She turned and wandered on up the path, with not a care in the world, as if she owned the school! (I got to follow, carrying the school bag). We found her desk in the classroom and unpacked her bag and took some photos. We had to take some photos of Mason as well, as his mum had left the camera on the bench in her hurry to get three boys plus Noah out the door! Then it was time for assembly.
The principal, Mrs Gregory, told an inspirational story of the building of the Washington Bridge, how it took 13 yrs to do, and that's how long the new Preps would be in school for (don't turn them off school on their first day!!!!!!) All the little Preppies were shuffling, moving around, talking to each other..... except for Mim, who spent that five minutes standing very still and staring at Mrs Gregory. She's going to be that kid in class who's always well behaved, sits up straight and uses her manners!!! (Hope she'll do it at home too).
I attended the Tears and Tissues morning tea afterwards, although there were no tears from any of us. I knew most of the mothers from Kindy, and we introduced ourselves to the one new mother. Then back to work.
At 2.20, I arrived back at school to collect her. She chatted happily about what a good day they'd had, they'd been read a story and did some playing. I dropped her off at the daycare unit, where she knew Noah, Mason's little brother.
I picked her up at 5, she said she'd had fun playing. Charleen, the carer, told me how Jemima had helped clean up the toys... I told her she should have given her the vacuum cleaner and let her go!
I had to go back to work to finalise some things, so gave Mim the option of heading down to the milkbar with Caitlin for a drink. She said yes, but changed her mind and stayed with me. We went to pick up Caitlin ten minutes later. Walked into the store, she saw the blocks of chocolate and asked for one. I said no...... and the trouble started. She started sulking, and then arguing and didn't want to walk back to the car, so Caitlin and I walked without her. She caught up to us before we crossed the street, crying that it wasn't fair!
When we got home she continued the ranting. She wouldn't get changed out of her uniform, or take off her shoes, or unpack her bag. She just lay on her bed crying, "it's not fair, I want to be as big as Caitlin. I wanted to be born first! Why didn't you let me be born first!" I tried explaining that I had no say in who was born first but she wouldn't believe me. "If you wish for a baby, then you get one! Why couldn't you wish for me to be first!!!"
Luckily the tears stopped after half an hour and she'd calmed down enough to get changed. She wouldn't speak to either Nana or Mumma when they called to see how the first day had went, though. But she did do her homework. She had to read her book to me, which she did very well. She then spoiled the impression that she could actually read, by closing her eyes and "reading" the book with no mistakes!!!! Smart arse!
It was early to bed for her that night (8pm is really early for her). And she was looking forward to school again.
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