The last first day

The Bo starts year 11 today. He’s lost his tie of course: palaver ensued. He refused to have his photo taken at home so gave me this special teenager look when I got my phone out in the car. He’ll thank me for this in years to come.
A big year with the exams ahead, that will be what it will be. My proudest moments have always been when his class teachers, as they always do, tell me how kind he is. He’s great company, not too self conscious to enjoy some silliness and I’ve loved every ounce of him since the day we knew he existed. What a joy and honour it is to watch them find themselves.