He's so full of energy and plans that sometimes he doesn't quite see the need for communication with those outside his own little world.
Today, for instance, he knew he had text book work to do but he went off to make an electromagnet.
No matter what he said, what we said or did, he couldn't concentrate or focus until he'd nutted out the materials he needed, where to find them in the shed, what he needed to buy and how long he'd need to make it.
No particular reason why he wanted to make one.
He just did.
So, after eventually talking through it with me he's agreed to get on with his book work until his father gets home and he can go shopping at the hardware store tomorrow for the bits that he's missing.
After the orthodontist appointment and maybe before the illustration session and well before he heads off to footy training.
We'll have to consult his inner diary just to make sure, though!