I’ll eat you up, I love you so

I knew buying that Maurice Sendak DVD would come back to haunt me eventually. I just walked into the lounge to find three stark naked boys piling on top of the upturned armchair. “We were watching In The Night Kitchen,” explained the eldest, “and we decided we all wanted to be Mickey”.

A few minutes later, they were watching Where the Wild Things Are and pretending to be Max. This is not going to end well.

“The creatures outside looked from Wild Thing to boy, and from boy to Wild Thing, and from Wild Thing to boy again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.”

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