Millie has completed her two transition days for the comprehensive school she’ll be attending in September.
I dropped her off by a lane outside the school so she could walk in with her friends, (no waving allowed).
She got lost twice, managed the canteen and actually thinks it’ll do just fine as her new school.
And now I can breathe…
Yes imagine a dragon, just a little one. One that could fit most perfectly around the top of your shoulders.
One that only you can see.
This little dragon can tell you to do all sorts of things you wouldn’t normally do but as the dragon made you do it, it makes it ok.
Oh and just for your benefit you can all see it tonight, (apart from me as I’m Mum and Mums don’t get to see dragons).
This little dragon is very lovely and makes sure that all your dreams are nice ones when you fall asleep at night.
They also incinerate Mum’s dinners if they taste horrible.
I haven’t seen Gruff for a while come to think of it, I hope the dragon didn’t get him…