Dylan is coping bravely with his first few days at school - although he doesn't realise the daunting prospect of 13 more years of education ahead of him. As we drove to Hilltop Infants School in Ashbourne yesterday for the first day of term, I heard him say wistfully from the back seat, "This isn't how I imagined my first day at school would be, mum..." My heart lurched, what had I done wrong? I asked him what was missing. "It's just so very cold, mum." he said sadly. Well yes, and it was also still reasonably dark outside (at 8.30am). The playground at lunchtime isn't all that appealing at this time of year I guess.
He was excited on the way back home - "mum, did you know there are very, very, very, very, VERY strong winds called hurricines (sp) and they can knock over a HOUSE!" Weather is the school theme for January. But he was quieter today on the return journey. I asked him if he liked any of the boys or girls in his class in particular (I am desperate to start issuing playdate invitations) "I can't really understand them, mum, they all talk a bit funny. I wish my friends from Australia were all here."
I think maybe Dylan has the hardest job of all of us. At least Jason knew what to expect from his work. And I just can't convince Dylan that the weather actually will improve - as a Sydneysider, the concept of seasons is a little hazy for him. He asks me "but why do they have outdoor playground in Engalnd, mum?" He is counting off the days until spring on his calender - although spring doesn't always guarantee warmer weather here anyway...
On another note, Jason saw this nativity set on sale in the Derby Cathedral Gift Shop window:
Nativity GBP10 - Joseph missing
Maybe Joseph didn't believe Mary's story about the Holy Ghost, then?
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