Tomorrow is the first day ever when both of my children will be in school at the same time.
Julian suggests I read the paper, and Arthur recommends I busy myself by playing with his toys all day.
But let’s backtrack a little. Julian has been in school for a month now. Actually, it’s been exactly one month tomorrow. Arthur’s school was supposed to start a week after Julian’s (why?), but they have been delayed by a few weeks because the school moved into a bigger and better building and have been battling with all kinds of permits and such, and nothing moves fast. It’s been kind of frustrating.
This week Arthur’s school has moved outdoors, German “Waldschule” style, which is better than no school at all, but also not as great as actual school, with, you know, a roof over the kids’ heads.
On Tuesday Arthur had his first day, and even though there were many tears from many kids, Arthur kept it together.
I almost cried, because MY BABY! But I, too, kept it together.
Of course it was a holiday everywhere else, so Julian and I got to spend the day together. Over hot chocolate and a muffin.
Then we came home and baked Arthur our traditional “first day of school donuts” – because that’s a thing.
Arthur was happy at pick-up and flew straight into my arms. It was the best reunion ever.
At home donuts awaited him, and that too was a success.
This kid is growing up. What a difference to last year!
I’m so proud of our Arthur.