Grade One

We had a couple of extremely excited young ladies on the porch this morning, ready to tackle a full day of school including lunch. Mostly ready. Fiona was a bit nervous, but she perked up considerably when she saw her new teacher wearing high heelers. Henry keeps mentioning how quiet everything seems, and asking if it is time to go and get the girls yet.

Wouldn't it be great if there were an F and an S hiding under Ruby's backpack straps on that shirt?