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Saturday 20th October 2007
     
Not a great deal happened today. During the afternoon, after lunch and a brief nap, we all went to Bolton-le-Sands to feed the ducks (not that they needed it) and then play on some swings. Well, A****** played on the swings; M**** and I just kind of watched and stuff. 45 (?!) minutes later, A****** didn't wanna leave, of course, so I just kinda grabbed him and moved towards the car. Then he had a tantrum that lasted about 11 seconds and then I was like, "Do you wanna walk to the car?" and A****** responded, "Yes" and that was it - tantrum over. I said to M****, "It's funny how his temperament can just flip like that," for it can. More scary still, I find, is the mannerisms he has picked up from either myself or M****, but these are harder to describe.
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