Just one small bag packed: toothpaste, clothes, snacks for the train trip and a teddy bear.
One little person fever-pitch with excitement ... he's off to spend three nights in the city, staying with Auntie Mags, Uncle Robin and his three adored cousins.
There was a little last-minute trepidation and uncertainty, but thankfully Grandma will be his travel companion, and she'll also be staying at Margaret's. So he'll still have his 'someone special' at hand, while still being independent and having time away from the everyday people and places of home.
Better still, when they return home on Wednesday there will be a second little excited boy in tow ... Rory is coming to spend two nights here, and then the whole gang will be down for Toytown's Agricultural Show.
And while my big boy has a holiday, things at home can also slow down a notch or two as well. Today there were many glorious hours for gardening: pruning, weeding, planting, potting and sowing seed. Adam pottered around messily with me, and then later Gran and Papa took him explore and splash in the big river near the sea, which left me free to dig edgings to borders, rip up wandering jew, and dust the chickens for mites (never my favourite job, but one that has to be done.).
Tomorrow baby and I are off to fetch a dozen fertilised Australorpe eggs to slip under our broody hen, do some shopping, and drop in our Show entries. Small things ... peaceful days. We'll enjoy these few before the wonderful chaos of visitors begins again ... and we count down to the routine of school which begins next Monday (already!).