It’s that time again.
They are out of bed, to the absolute shock of an early rise.
Face scrunched up and grumpy. They quickly wolf brekkie down and arrive at the school gates all wide eyed and vulnerable.
Then the tears and tantrums start… and that’s just the parents. Yes it is the dreaded first day of school.
I love waking up on the first day of school term to see loads of gorgeous wee faces with their brand spanking new uniforms on, smiling out from pictures on social media.
Parents beaming with pride and the overwhelming realisation that their baby is starting to grow up, as the kids walk off to sit with their classmates.
It must be so hard for a parent to leave that wee child sitting there, in a new place with loads of new faces.
With their little name place on their table, their wee jacket and back pack on the hook with their name printed above in colourful writing.
I don’t have my own kids yet but as I’ve mentioned before, I am blessed with beautiful nieces and nephews and this year it was our little Luca McElroy’s first day at school.
I genuinely can’t believe it. His nursery years have just flown by and now he’s off to begin his next adventure.
I popped in to visit him after his first day and Luca (who is normally running about crazy playing with his beloved cars or a football) was lounging on the couch, looking pretty done in.
I said “oh Luca are you ok,” and he sighs “yes Auntie Leah, I’m just chilling out here after school.” He was far too cute for words. Well done for doing so well on your first day at school Luca, Uncle Paul and I are very proud of you.
Later that evening my niece Sophie
Starting School Leah’s nephew Luca on his first day