They say children are the most beautiful creatures in the world. Mine are pure mayhem. I guess if you are an anarchist you would find them beautiful.
Don’t get me wrong, they are all bloody good-looking, but boy (and girls), they could destroy a city with a pencil and a sheet of paper. The youngest could bring on armageddon with a bowl of porridge.
Which gives me great hope. You see I have this theory that devilish children make angelic adults. Better devilish when small, believe me. Or ask my mum.
So I am letting them be. For now.
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