Teddy

He usually lopes along 2 metres behind me now, and sighs a lot. He's rarely done anything and is the master of the stage whisper. His eyes brim with suppressed tears more often than I'd like and he spends a lot of time lying face down on his bed, engrossed in his kindle.

He has a great bunch of chums, a YouTube account where he posts Minecraft videos, writes his own code to make better mods and plays the trumpet so well I don't actually mind him practising.

And it blows my mind that I've helped create this.