Mac Chats

Cormac: Mom, I love you so much. Do you know WHY I love you? Me: I’m intrigued. Why? Cormac: Well, I love your breasts and your hair. That’s why I love you! Me: 😳 Cormac: I love mommies so I love breasts and hair.  Me: Makes sense.  This has started with a sweet conversation about how we were so lucky to find one another through space and time. This is where we arrived  

Cormac: I didn’t get a stamp today because I was not good at rest time. I’m never good at rest time Me: Why’s that? Mac: It takes too long. It’s 20 minutes, mom!  I am too loud and I wake my friends.  Me: Do you think you could try to get a stamp for rest time tomorrow?  Mac: It’s not a big deal, mom. I will just get a stamp later for doing a good job at something else.  Me: 😳

Mac: Mom, why do Olivia and Adeline and Sylvia at school love Elsa so much? Me: Hmmm. Because she’s powerful and cool and a queen and magic?  Mac: Yeah, I guess. Me: Well why do YOU love Elsa? Mac: Because she has breasts.  Yep. Makes sense. 

Dad, I really like it when people hold drinks and talk. Merry Christmas!

Well. We finally got to meet the “Big Guy”. Magical is an understatement. I may be a bit “meh” when it comes to holidays, but it’s impossible to be anything but excited when this kid exudes holiday spirit.  He was in awe of the man and just kept grinning and staring.  Me: Cormac, do you want to say anything to Santa? Cormac: Thank you, Santa! ❤️🎅 He did manage, “A Christmas Story”-style, to get out that he wanted a fire truck for Christmas. 😂🤣 And ask 3,000 questions about where the reindeer were and how Santa got here.  He also needs to know if the Reindeer poo when they fly and if they poo cookies. Lucky he asks that at home.  I told him they probably poo cookies and if you don’t poop when you sleep you probably don’t poop when you fly.  🤷‍♀️

Cormac: Mom, I’d like my picture taken with Santa.  Me:  Ok.  Cormac: But don’t let him touch me.  Because he has magic.  🤣❤️🎅🎄