He was really excited about going. Rosie, Rowan and I were there to wave goodbye as the bus drove away for four days at Lennox Head.
I was okay until now. Now I'm feeling a little bit sad. He's growing up. On Sunday, he had his first double figure birthday. And now he's off to his first school camp.
He's become so much more independent over the past twelve months. While it's great to see that, there's a bit of sadness too. He still needs me, but in a different way.
Off to distract myself with a few assignments so I don't have a little cry....