Mum, Bren and I sat downstairs. We were watching It’s a Wonderful Life.
From upstairs we heard guffaws – or, more accurately, HOWLS – of laughter from 11-year-old Cashel. He was HOWLING. We laughed just hearing the sound. The howls didn’t stop. They kept going. The guffaws, the howls, rang through the house.
Bren went upstairs to see what was going on.
I had given Cashel 4 Marx Brothers movies for Christmas, and Cashel was, at that moment, watching Monkey Business, and rolling around on the bed upstairs, clutching his stomach, howling with laughter. He later came down, his little body so cute in his new blue pajamas, holding his laptop, with the scene cued up that he wanted us to see. It was the scene where Harpo, on the run, finds himself in a puppet show, and he successfully imitates a puppet in order to evade the police.
And then we all were howling, too.
Cashel was doubled over, cackling.
It is the best sound in the world.
He has been such a brave boy the last two weeks. I am so so proud of him.
And so happy that my gift went over well.
Harpo / puppet show clip below.
That is fantastic!
If I had an Aunt who gave me gifts like that…well, I don’t know, that’d be pretty frigging cool.
PS. He has a laptop?!
Yes – he has a laptop and it is HUGE. It is like a suitcase that a spy would carry. It’s hysterical.