Who would have thought that about 28 years after I did the school run with my own children we would be back at the same school, even standing chatting with the same person, waiting for our granddaughter! It seems as though the clock has been turned back or we've been on a time machine or something!
She loves school does our granddaughter, she comes trotting out, hands us her book bag and sandwich box, and when you ask her what she's been doing she says "I can't remember!!"
She likes to cross with the lollipop lady, though goes all shy when we prompt "say thank you", smiling and giggling until she gets over the road.
As soon as she gets in its "can I have some pink milk, I want a sandwich, can I have some fruit?" Obviously school makes her hungry, which isn't a bad thing, and she's not asking for sweets though we do have to make sure we have melons in the house, and strawberries, grapes and bananas are also on the list, though not as high as melon, melon is definitely the favourite. By the way pink milk is milk with one of those small pots of fromage frais stirred into it, crafty, but it gets the calories into her!
Yesterday as grandad walked down to pick her up from school the heavens opened, as they always seem to at 3pm, strange but true, and he had to shelter under a tree until the last possible moment but still got soaked, despite holding the small child's umbrella above his head before she came out of school and demanded her umbrella! He must have looked really silly with a children's umbrella, might have been worth getting wet just to see it!!
He got so wet he had to completely change, he was wet through, and I mean all the way!
Then today, as we were almost home, low and behold the rain started again!
Why is it that it almost always rains when school is due to finish for the day?
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