We're moving 250 miles south and DCs left their school today. DD is in y3 and is okay and not sure what all the fuss about leaving was about. DS is in reception and sobbed himself to sleep saying how much he's going to miss his best friend and teacher. And I can't stop crying about it. I feel so sad that I've taken them out of their lovely little school. I was involved a lot at the school so feel the wrench too. And the teachers have said how sorely missed DC will be so I feel really sad about that too.
Tell me I'm being a complete sap. DH is a bit bewildered - though being supportive.