It was Grandparents' Day at our grandchildren's school this morning. Mr Fudge and I scrubbed up pretty well and arrived in plenty of time for the children's Mass. Our little Prep School redhead was all smiles when she saw that we were in attendance, along with her mother and two little sisters. Her big brother was busy in Grade 1 and her daddy was busy teaching at another school.
Afterwards we were proudly shown her classroom - a childhood heaven filled with coloured pencils, art paper, books, artwork, and no sign of nasty textbooks. Why can't every year be a Prep year? Little Miss Fudgelette wasn't interested in any of the delicious goodies laid out to tempt us for morning tea, preferring instead to improve her colouring-in techniques.