He's growing up...
Expedition on the school run by himself this afternoon: got to catch the bus into town and get back, by himself. At the moment things don't look so good: he had less than an hour to get the bus, and has yet to find his watch, get his shoes on, and eat his lunch!
I shall bury myself in the sewing room while he is out, to keep the worry-monsters at bey... There are name tapes, several quilt tops, and a few dresses vying for my attention!