Oh the angst of Ozzy's first sleep over. I was in such a spin by the time I had to wave him off, that I was almost beside myself.
Every sentence started with "BE CAREFUL NOT TO ... choke, get too cold, get too tired, get run over, fall out of the bunks" ...I had to literally force myself to stop and say "have a fantastic time!" His little frame was so wrapped up in warm clothes, that he took the shape of a giant teddybear and he could scarcely carry his kit for the weekend.
We are setting off to collect him in half an hour, relieved in this late March crazy snowfall, that I have a 4WD, else he would be staying a bit longer than he anticipated :)