|Cormac and his whoopie cushion-it just never gets old!|
Mac is my most reliable boy- he listens, absorbs and does. He loves 'Harry Potter' and we're currently on the third book. He is naturally ordered, so understandably, it's a real struggle for him to share a room with the much less houseproud Rory. He hates to be late for school, and unlike a few others I could mention, he never forgets his lunchbox/ coat/ schoolbag /homework in school /in the car on the bus. He practices his piano without being told and ALWAYS uses a ruler when underlining.
Cormac has a special box in which he stores his most precious possessions, including a letter from Giselle, his personal tooth fairy. He has a cheeky sense of humour- and has a particular penchant for toilet jokes. He adores his little brother Luke, and most mornings in life, I find him lying on the bed beside the cot, holding his hand and talking to him quietly.
|I have obviously passes on my gift for arts and craft...|
Over the last few evenings, his older siblings have been making a sock puppet for him for his birthday. (Cormac and Rory have an earlier bedtime than them -an ongoing source of dispute.) When the finished product was unveiled with a flourish this morning, Mac was thrilled. (Unknown to him, it's fate had been in jeopardy last night, as Jude had sewed the large brown blob (which we'll loosely label 'nose') to it's back. He then professed to LOVE the fresh originality of this Quasi Modo themed sock puppet, but sadly, Anna put her foot down and the blob reverted to its role as 'nose'.
|Himself, myself and himself.|