DS started this morning and I was really excited for him - the school he's going to is fantastic and I wish I was primary age again!
I wasn't upset at all, until I had to fight back the tears as he waved then turned back into line and went into his classroom for the first time.
But that's because I'm proud of him as well as little sad at the fact he's growing up so quickly - cliché but it's true. I do have DD who's 5mo so it's not my last go at this and I think it'll be harder when she goes as that'll be the end of the lovely young child stage unless I persuade DH to have more