I think I've cleaned and laundered everything we're not wearing now.
We've shopped, stocked and packed.
We've cooked. (And will all day.)
We've filled the weekend with as much activity as any 14 year old could hope for, even distracting him with an old friend.
Logistics have been worked out and details confirmed.
Prayers have been whispered, then shouted.
It's bustling and noisy like every other day in this house but it is eerily quiet as well.
We're ready, and yet.