poetic license
don't know what's going on with maximum.
he's an intelligent boy but he's been making some really strange choices recently.
like this morning when we were in tescos extra and he encouraged z to walk off with him (to the toy aisle) without telling me.
they were there, then they weren't.
i turned round mid conversation and they were gone.
and they were gone for fifteen stressful minutes before returning with toys, which obviously they did not get.
had roast turkey lunch outside by the pool, although it's not open yet.
this afternoon, maximum decided to prune a beautiful weeping willow back to just more than a stump.
?
it's very hard not to use words like 'what have you done you idiot, moron, retard etc...'
apparently he was 'making a base'.
badly.
hopefully the willow will recover.
the slate kitchen floor than maximum and z took a hammer to, trying to break flints to find fossils, earlier in the week is irreparably chipped and won't grow back.
destructive little fkrs.
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