This is the beginning.
Keith's first overnighter.
He is spending the night with his grandparents and cousins.
I have to admit, I haven't done very well.
I called him shortly after he left.
He didn't really want to talk with me.
He is all grown up and stuff.
They are sleeping outside in the tent.
I have been missing his cuddles, and his laughter, and basically him.
Good thing he still has a couple of years yet. 10 to be exact. Or nine and a half, rather.