My son took it upon himself to do some busking at the end of our driveway yesterday. He called me at work (rather, he had my wife call on his behalf) to ask if he can borrow my beloved ukulele to earn some money with it. He only made $.25, and that was from mom. But he's already dong something (busking that is) as a six year old that I've been threatening to do for years and haven't done. I don't want to say I'm proud of him because that compliment is more about my feelings than the accomplishment itself. But dammit I'm proud of him. Look out, Bloomingtonians: we will be busking together soon. I can't wait!