Peter is dreading school today. He’s past all his exams, but has one last challenge: the CPR seminar this morning.
He’s a very squeamish kid, and anticipates much running from the room and/or fainting. He woke early, and curled up in a blanket on our bed and I turned on a James Bond movie to calm him down. Nothing soothes us like Stupid Movies™!
He has now swiped my iPod, so as to better distract himself with during the lesson, and is off dressing. I trust he can stand my choice of music for an hour or two.