Flea's first day of school

Months of planning, years of budgeting, agonising about which school, trying to find that one, secret shop in the WHOLE world that sells knee-length grey school socks… yes, Flea has started big school.

When I picked her up this afternoon, I was keen to basically have my child validate my decisions by telling me what an amazing time she'd had.

"How did it go, did you have fun?" I asked.

A long pause. "Yes."

"Did you learn anything good? Do you feel smarter?"

Another long pause. "Yes."

"What was the best thing?"

She thinks for a moment. Then her whole face lights up and she shouts: "At lunch there was cake for pudding!"

It's not exactly what I was looking for, but at least she's had a good day – and to be fair, a day with cake is better than one without.

ps: I already know there was cake. Do you know how I know this? Because there is icing on the wretched bloody blazer.

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Sally is a full-time blogger and founder of the Tots100, Trips100, Foodies100 and HIBS100 communities, along with the MAD Blog Awards. She spends a bit too much time on the Internet. She's also a very happy Mum to Flea, the world's coolest ten year old.