So, I've mentioned just how well the girls have settled from a personal perspective into Thorngrove, thank goodness. It seems like they've been there forever and they have both made firm friends in very little time. What we've also been really impressed with however is just how much more structured and organised the school work seems to be. Abi now brings a different school book home each night and each is neatly laid out, her work is marked and commented upon and she is obviously making a big effort. As I write this it seems a bit silly, surely this is what I should expect from a fee paying school. It wasn't what we experienced previously though and I'm doubly pleased as I feel vindicated that we made the right decision. It's difficult to tell whether this is what we would have seen anyway with year 4, but the bits and pieces Izzy has brought home (no prep until after Christmas for her, a much better idea than hitting them with it from day 1 of year 3) also seem quite well organised so maybe it really is a step up.
It's a bit harder for us. Glenn has commented that the mums around the school 'gate' (we are required to wait at the porch) are a bit more 'money mummies' than before, and I'm struggling to work out who's who in the limited time I have to meet anyone. There's an active mums network but of course I can never remember anyone name - I suppose it will come in time.
So despite all this settling in, we have had one mishap. Last week I got an email from one of the year 4 mums: 'How is sweet Abi getting on, I do hope she's settling in.... I hope you don't mind but I had a difficult conversation with Jemma in the car yesterday which went along the lines of: "I think Abi sometimes tells lies because she says Father Christmas doesn't exist and her Mummy and Daddy give her the presents and the Tooth Fairy doesn't exist cos her Mother just give her the money"... gulp!!!! Can you ask her not to say it again please?' Well, what could I say? When we stopped laughing I worded a very careful reply: 'Abi is (her fathers child) a very truthful little girl and has never believed so I'm sorry she's caused a difficult conversation but she wouldn't have meant it to cause a problem and I'll remind her that these things could hurt a friend's feelings...PS if she can't handle the truth about the Tooth Fairy don't mention God or where babies come from!'
Izzy while all this is happening is just loving being Izzy. She is still so petite, almost always smiling and generally so easy. She curled up on my knee recently saying "Mummy, I hope I'll always fit in your lap..." Oh, so do I Izzy - my babies are growing up before my eyes.
It's a bit harder for us. Glenn has commented that the mums around the school 'gate' (we are required to wait at the porch) are a bit more 'money mummies' than before, and I'm struggling to work out who's who in the limited time I have to meet anyone. There's an active mums network but of course I can never remember anyone name - I suppose it will come in time.
So despite all this settling in, we have had one mishap. Last week I got an email from one of the year 4 mums: 'How is sweet Abi getting on, I do hope she's settling in.... I hope you don't mind but I had a difficult conversation with Jemma in the car yesterday which went along the lines of: "I think Abi sometimes tells lies because she says Father Christmas doesn't exist and her Mummy and Daddy give her the presents and the Tooth Fairy doesn't exist cos her Mother just give her the money"... gulp!!!! Can you ask her not to say it again please?' Well, what could I say? When we stopped laughing I worded a very careful reply: 'Abi is (her fathers child) a very truthful little girl and has never believed so I'm sorry she's caused a difficult conversation but she wouldn't have meant it to cause a problem and I'll remind her that these things could hurt a friend's feelings...PS if she can't handle the truth about the Tooth Fairy don't mention God or where babies come from!'
Izzy while all this is happening is just loving being Izzy. She is still so petite, almost always smiling and generally so easy. She curled up on my knee recently saying "Mummy, I hope I'll always fit in your lap..." Oh, so do I Izzy - my babies are growing up before my eyes.
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