Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Back into the routine

Clean uniforms. Matching socks. Packed lunch boxes. It's back to school.

I got up bright and early on Tuesday morning (which takes quite some effort I might add) to ensure I was organised and calm for the first day of a new school year. It wasn't quite the smooth start I was hoping (praying) for but I am always quick to remind myself that things could always be worse. Having been to hell and back when my delightful middle child started prep, I truly know how bad things can get.

To top things off, the girls started swimming lessons that afternoon. It was a bit of a rush but we managed to get to the pool just in time for the first lesson. I paid the fees for the term ($300+) only to have the delightful middle child announce that she wasn't getting in the pool when it was her turn. After some coaxing, bribe offers and a few threats, I had to resign to the fact that, short of me throwing her in, she wasn't getting wet today. I took a deep breath and only hope that it will be a different story next week.

Today was the second day at school and I have to say I was very pleased with how things went this morning. Everyone was very helpful at getting organised and we managed to get to school at 8.30 which Ruby was really impressed with. Hopefully things are on their way up.

1 comment:

  1. Regardless of my hopes, day three did not get off to a good start. The same delightful child at the centre of the drama, adamant that she was not going to school. I did get her there, just shy of 10 o'clock. I left her, in tears, with her teacher, ever-hopeful that she will get her to come around. Fingers crossed.