
If there's one thing I'll say about Fionn--besides, of course, that he is perhaps the happiest boy on the planet--is that he is not shy about his feelings. Now I won't call him 'sensitive' here, as this is an adjective I've learned the McKay men consider, well, a bit sissy. But when it comes to loud noises, bright sunlight, and certain tart and/or green foods, one needn't guess how the boy feels; it'll be written right there on his little potato-dumpling face.