Oh gosh, what a sad day

I think we knew we were in for a bad day around lunch time, and I shed a few tears just after 6.30.  Very sad indeed, what a fine lady and role model. 

I took this of the youngest after school, he is proud of how high he can climb, he always claims not to be able to get down, but always does (I refuse to help, if he can get up, he can get down). 

Today I'm grateful for: 
A hug from the eldest as I explained what a momentous day it had been 
A hot chocolate with the youngest when the eldest was at Beavers (the youngest starts next week, very excited) 
How lucky we are to have had such a role model