And Then There Was One

It was back to school for our eldest two boys this morning.  They were so excited and everything went according to plan.  

Everything…including Alistair’s reaction to being left behind by his big brothers.  “But I want to go to school too!”

Things for the big boys seemed to go a little bumpier once they got to school.  Seamus' report was that he "understood absolutely nothing" and did not say a single word all day.  For this mega chatterbox I find this a bit hard to believe but I am sure he will begin catching on to the French before we know it.  At least Seamus managed to stay in the right place for the whole day.

Liam, on the other hand, managed to get himself turned around after venturing to the bathroom early in the day and ended up waltzing into the other grade 3 class accidentally and sitting down in an empty seat there. He apparently remained in the wrong class for several hours.  By the time someone noticed that he was misplaced, he had already got recess (with the wrong class) and so got a recess do over (with the right class this time).  I suppose there are worse mistakes to make than ones that gift you with an extra recess on the first day of school!  Liam was in good spirits about his misadventure upon arriving home but reported that he had to use his spare mask because he snotted up his original one when he was informed that he was in the wrong class.  There may have been a few tears.

On the whole, not terrible reports for the first day back, at least everyone is in one piece.  I am sure things will improve as routines are learned and friends are made.

For Alistair's part, he bounced back to his usual happy self, helped along by a few fresh blackberries from the garden and a chocolatey condolence donut delivered by Grandma.  

On the whole, it was a wonderfully quiet day on the farm for me.  Though, I might have missed my munchkins just a bit; there were warm triple chocolate cookies awaiting them on their return home.