Hardly timely news, but young Mr. R started school this year. There were no tears, just much excitement, pride in a new uniform and school bag, and a fair bit of uncertain clinginess. I have always worried about this, as I tend to remember the less positive aspects of my own school days, but I feel reassured that current schooling methods are more sensitive to, well, sensitive kids. What I wasn’t counting on was the extent of the change to our day-to-day life and routines. Apart from the hectic double drop off before work, there is a whole new community that we are part of. Kind of wonderful, but also kind of exhausting.