Back at school

The dreaded day is here day one. Back at school. I dreaded it as much as the kids. I like holidays and hanging out and having them here and not having to keep to a schedule. Especially not having to get them out the door at 820.
But we made it today. What was even more delightful was that it was cross country today. There were moans and groans and whinging and complaining and secretly, inwardly I was too. It's the worst. It was hot. The grass was long and seedy. It was a long way.
For the last few years seb has stopped just plum given up. Refused to go on anymore and come dead last or he has not realised it was a race and that he had to try to win or in the very least finish the course.
But today with a big pep talk from me on the way and some rockin Ben pakula. They did it. They completed the course, ran the race, finished and not last.!! That was always my place. I was bursting with pride. Not cause they won or did brilliantly. But because they tried even when they didn't feel like it. They sucked it up and got on with it. Good on them.
And there was a coffee cart there for me. ( not just for me. But there was a coffee that had my name on it )
I was planning a reward this afternoon but someone's behaviour was so diabolical I ended up throwing 9 Easter eggs in the bin. Maybe a reward tomorrow.


-written from here