firstborn
started the day shaving the back and sides of z's head.
he has the hairstyle i've always wanted: i am living vicariously through him.
like a failed athlete who forces their children to compete in the high jump.
only it's z who's asking for the hairstyle of trent reznor circa. 1992
here's maximum in front of his newly papered comic wall.
beezer, dandy and beano's from the 80's.
now it's hard/er to get him dressed for school in the morning: he's usually found staring at the wall, laughing to himself.
he's only just forgiven mrs.perou for sticking the comics to the wall.
he loves the wall but his enjoyment of it is tainted by knowing he'll never get to read the other side of the pages.
greenface
maximum made this face from a leaf yesterday.
he is constantly making things, drawing or building.
the boy is art.
and it's all very natural: he makes it seem quite effortless.
unlike his father who constantly struggles with the whole 'being creative' thing and spends nights wrestling 'ideas'.
george lucas
the children at maximum's school had to make posters of their heroes and take them in for 'show and tell'.
some kids did 'ben 10'
some did 'wayne rooney'
maximum did 'george lucas'.
went for a long walk in the woods with sons and dogs.
after lunch back at the farm, went for a very long bike ride with just the sons.
it was sunny when we set out
but by the time we were sat on the beach eating ice-creams it had got mizzy and cold.
now we are all knackered oot.
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