Ryan Goes To School

Today was the big day. The day he'd, we'd, been counting down to for a good few weeks (years). He was up at 7.30 and ready to go at 8.30. A crisp white short sleeved shirt, black trousers and shoes he'd chosen himself on holidays. To finish off the uniform was the blue tie with gold diagonal stripes that once belonged to wee Bri (who turns 30 next week). With his hair newly shorn last week he was set. He was well smart.

Ryan, 5, school boy

We went to see him about 8.40 and after a few pictures he was pacing the living room looking out the window at all the children being taken across the road and down the path to St Margaret's, his new primary school. He showed us the contents of his Buzz Lightyear lunch box. Water, orange, banana, a dunker box, two pieces, two mini sausage rolls, beef Hula Hoops and a biscuit. Yes, he can't eat when he wants to.

A little while later Wee Bri and Catherine Anne came to visit and then it was time to go. We set off. Me, Mum, Karen, Brian, Ryan and Connor in his buggy. I can't remember the last time i walked down to the school. The school where we spent some great times as children. Memories were flooding back and i hoped that Ryan's time there would be just as great as when i was there. It really is a good wee school.

St Margaret's

There were little groups of mums, dads, grannies all gathered round whilst the kids went inside with there parents. Karen took Ryan in and we chatted until she came back out. About 10 minutes later she came out saying he was settled in fine and was already in the process of making her a necklace which she might get when she went back for him at 3 o'clock. We were happy. Connor was sitting in his buggy asking for Ryan but Karen was taking him into town on the 'big bus for sweeties'. He was happy. Wait til he realises Ryan wasn't coming back after for a few hours....

Connor

Angela x

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