Ds2 brought the wheely bin in without being asked.
He's a good lad, 18yo. Usually willing when asked for any household task but not so good at doing things without being asked/reminded . Putting the bins out is his job, but I usually bring it in when I get home from work because it's easier than chasing him. Tonight when I got home from work it was already done. Little things like that make such a difference, I cried.
Disclaimer: we are all struggling with the death of DH so the tears may not have been only about the bin!