Sunday his friend came to the pool with us after camp and ended up staying late enough that I told his mother he might as well stay over and save her the trip. (He's the son of a dear friend of mine, a GNI friend in fact. They live in a neighboring town, for some reason she couldn't find a second session camp there so he comes to Itai's camp.) That went well, so when I needed
He ran off, backpack and toothbrush in hand, with nary a backwards glance. My little boy's not so little anymore.
On the other hand, he's quite full of 6.5 year old sass though. When do they grow out of that? (And please don't say 25!)