My boys

Eldest started high school today. He was Mr Cool from the land of Cucumber. Unlike me who snotted all over him (a mixture of a cold and emotion).

He's home now full of smiles and fun and tales of a very scary teacher who I hope is just laying the groundwork for an obedient class.

Youngest was a trooper too. He calmly allowed me to freeze his finger with the snowball we kept in the freezer from last winter, while I tweezered a massive splinter out. Brave boy.

Ah, my boys. I love them so much.