Sarah and I butted heads the other day. She has been the easiest, most agreeable kid for so many months that it really took me by surprise. It wasn't pretty and we ended up not being too happy with each other.
We finished the 'discussion' in front of the other two kids, in part because I wanted them to know that you could be mad at someone you love and work it out and then be fine afterwards.
Then I went inside a place to pick up food. I got back in the car, and everything was fine again. Sarah was joking, Elizabeth was being silly, I was being 'annoying'. Max sits there for a minute, and then says to no one "And the tension deflates like a punctured balloon. Metaphor." He never said anything else the whole time.
I laughed, the other two didn't get/hear it and then because I am annoying, I leaned over and said "Max, I love you. And it was a simile."
He misses nothing, even though he has a different prism.
MM
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