Gump, Xray, Bezowni

It's the try-out day for primary 1 at Oliver's school today.

Where he:

1. Gets to meet his new teacher
2. Gets to see his classroom
3. Gets to see who made it from nursery
4. Gets to hang-on to dads leg outside the classroom for dear life because, let's
face it, he's quite happy where he is and what's this carry-on with moving
classrooms/changing teachers etc etc..?

Me?

I'm steeling myself for his first day when I'll have to pretend that I'm not blubbing (again) and merely dealing with a sudden onset of conjunctivitis...