Since their early days, when the twins were the size of a cantaloupe and could fit in a shoebox (although tempting, we obviously never did it), my folks have sworn to be here for the twins’ first day of school, to walk them to their first day of school.
It was close, but they made their flights yesterday.
Today, dressed in their uniforms and up at 6am due to the excitement, the twins started school.
They were walked to school by their mummy, daddy, Gorby the dog, and their grandparents, who kept their promise and flew over here to walk the twins to their first day of school.
When we dropped them off at the school, we talked to the teachers, we watched the other kids. When the bell rang, the new incoming kids (all called Reception Class over here, which is rather like 1st grade in the States as here they start full-time, all day) stood ready.
I hugged the twins and kissed them, and when they asked why I was crying so much I told them it was because I was so, so happy and so very proud. I meant it, too. I just couldn’t tell them that although they will always be my babies, today they made a large step into not being babies.
-S.
PS – post up at ITPR tomorrow.
They look proud and happy and you must be a proud Mummy that they are launching into their next chapter with smiles and confidence !
Wow, they look like professional English school pupils, very fine!
I wish both of them and the whole family that their hopes and expectations may be fulfilled.
P.
PS: I understand your tears very well, although I guess that they were not only wept of pure joy, ha?
Sob…
Congratulations Momma…<3
wow.
That made me cry too! I have been crying all week as all our friends in th UK post photos of their babies starting school. Such a milestone!
Pob is off tomorrow. I cannot tell you how ready she is. What a milestone for all of us.
Wishing Nick and Nora a wonderful school year! So glad that Gorby got to take part in the walk to school ; )
The twins and I have that in common. Solidarity! Ask them if they’d like to trade homework – I’d be happy to do both of theirs if they can prepare some notes on the IASC guidelines on mental health in emergency situations in return. :)
The day I took my son to college (UNC) was harder for me than first grade. At that point, I knew nothing would ever be the same at home.
That is awesome on so many levels.
How was day 2?
Eh, they’ll always be your babies…
Cute overload! They look wonderful and ready for a terrific new adventure. That is so, so great that the grandparents were there for them (and you) as well.
Those pictures are tear-jerkingly sweet, and how lovely that their grandparents could be there on their big day (and yours!). I’m thrilled to bits for all of you :)
Believe it or not, I can’t even find the words to express my feelings. Just know that I am so happy for all of you, really and truly. And that I cried. Happy, happy tears. Just…..well, I’m happy.
Are they 5 years old already? my head is seriously spinning if that’s the case…..where did the time go?
Wowza, are those kids carrying around your DNA or what?
I can easily recall holding my breath for you, thousands of miles away, in your last bit of pregnancy and when they were born. My pride in looking at those little faces off to school is a sliver of a fraction of the pride you must feel. It’s overwhelming.