Yup - another here. Although it was only two-hour orientation.
Dd1 (nearly 5) in the "big school" for the first time, dd2 (2) just gone up to pre-primary from toddlers.
I expected tears but it wasn't as bad as I feared. Having shoe-horned them into their uniforms this morning, blue and white pinafore dresses over white shirts, trainers and socks, "modesty" shorts under their dresses despite the ridiculous heat (up to 35 degrees and up to 80% humidity at the moment), I drove them in, anticipating crying and screaming.
As it was, dd1 had a few tears but put on her brave face and went in with her new teacher. She knows most of the other children in her class as they have moved up with her - unfortunately most of her close friends haven't moved up yet or have gone to another school.
Dd2 went in ok but then I could hear her screaming once I backed off. She apparenly threw herself on the floor and stayed there for a while but once she realised I wasn't coming to get her, got up, got on with it and apparently had a good time.
Day two will be trickier - they know what's coming!
We're in St Lucia by the way. You can tell my dd's - they are the blond heads in a field of black!