My Little Monkey...

He is now 9 years and 4 months old.
He has an amazing personality which makes you think he has been here before.
He has been at his dad's for the last five nights and we have all missed him like crazy. But now he is back, and posing for his crazy, always camera holding mummy.

I have called him 'Monkey' since he was born as that is what he looked like on his arrival into this world, like a wet, slippery and hairy little monkey.  The name stuck and he still happily answers to it.

Apart from his nine year old attitude he also gives on a daily basis

A smile that could melt Antarctica.
An "I love you mummy" before every bed time.
A sense of humor that leaves you giggling long after he's left the room.
A wonderful and protective love to his little sister.
His best efforts at Karate.  He is now a blue belt.
His wisdom to anyone who listens. He is like a walking encyclopedia - repeating random facts about random things at random times.
His helping hand at anything we ask. He'll do the washing up, recycling, watering of plants, taking washing off the line. You ask and he'll do. (sometimes with a huff and a puff but mostly with a "no worries mum")
He loves his real dad to bits and his step dad exactly the same.  Something that makes my heart pound with proudness.
Most of all he gives you his all.  He wants to learn, he wants to make you happy and he still gives cuddles and kisses (even when I drop him off at school).

Here are a few very funky faces of Corey.

And a few more...

Have a happy day.

Ang xx