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Jack's first proper day at nursery

I dropped Jack off at Nursery yesterday at 9.30. When we got there he charged off and I had to grab him and scoop him up for a hug-n-kiss good bye. He was far too interested in playing with his friends to say bye properly. I checked in with his group leader, took a last look at him, and left.

It was odd. I thought maybe I would cry - especially in my over emotional hormonal state - but I didn't. But I know why. Nursery is the best thing to happen to Jack. He should have been there last term. He needs it. He likes it. He is a perfectly confident little feller and I knew he would be completely happy there with or with out me. I did feel strange walking back up the hill with out him... like I'd forgotten something!

Nursery gave me a call at lunch time to say he was fine, no problems, and I was to pick him up at the end of the day. If he'd been distressed they would have had me fetch him then n there.

I went with Mum & Tom to fetch Jack at the end of the day. As soon as Jack saw me (he had been playing with lego and helping Stacie - his leader  - to tidy up) he leaped up, shouted "Mummy!!!" and threw himself into my arms.  Then shot off again, all giddy. I spoke to his leader who said he's had a really good day, but 2 changes of trousers. Not because he's wet himself (he had been clean and dry all day in that respect), but because he'd been playing out side in the mud and the wet and got soaked... Twice! So I had a load of washing to do and return! I see this being a recurring theme....

All the way home Jack told me about his day. I didn't catch most of it but it sounds like he had fun. The best bit was story time with the "big big book". I was a bit worried when he said he'd "pushed the boy over" but when he followed that with "and I pushed the animals over too" we established it was lego or the toy farm he was talking about, not a class mate! He also told me the tooth brush I'd sent down with him but which had not returned, was still at Nursery, somewhere it is supposed to be (didn't catch where) with his name on it.

Once we were home and I was starting to put our tea together in the kitchen I heard Jack say "I was a bit sad in nursery today when you weren't there mummy..." to which I responded "Where you darling?" and then Jack said "but then I was OK." "Oh good, that's nice!" I replied.

I think Nursery was a roaring success!!!

Meantime, I had been at home (I should have been at work for 4hrs but I'm not well at all right now) with Tom and my mum. Tom had a smashing time having 100% of both Mummy's and Nana's time. I thought he might have missed his big brother and been looking for him, but I think the novelty of having all the toys and attention purely for him was just too good to miss for even a second!

All in all (sickness and tiredness aside) it was a smashing day!

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