He told us a very funny story about vomiting into a lampshade which was offered to him by his teacher because she thought it was a bucket.
He has spent all the money we gave him; has bought some 'swaggy' sunglasses for himself and an even more 'swaggy' wallet.
He has grown a couple of inches and his voice has dropped slightly.
He bought us a blank postcard and has brought back a packet of Oreos for us (opened, half eaten).
I've sort of missed him. 