I had a look at my old journal, round about six months back, when things started to go wrong and fell over this post and felt unspeakably sad, which worsened as I read on.
But T is still full of beans, bless him and is still into pirates
He got a game about pirates and became very concerned and wanted to sell it
"Why?" I asked puzzled (for he had been having the most enjoyment he'd had for months)
"It's too much fun and it makes me worried"
He cannot cope with too much fun, our T, it gets him confuzzled
Too much of any emotion is hard to manage
So we decided to limit the time he played on it and consequently, he managed to get the fun quota down to acceptable limits!
Now only another two thousand problems to sort out before bedtime!