Originally posted by MarillionFan
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We had a family Christmas a couple of years ago, which my mother (who is in her late 70's) was dreading, because he "the son of satan" was quite obviously going to be present. I "took one for the team" and kept him occupied for most of the Christmas Day afternoon in the back room, building a lego something or other. It took us at least 4 hours. On my own, it would have taken about 4 days. He seemed to have a knack, maybe even a gift, whatever, but for those brief hours he was like any normal 13 year old. We finally finished the lego construction, whatever it was, and he proudly picked it up, and threw it against the wall. I think he was trying to provoke anger, but I just laughed. It's probably the only time in my life I have managed to please everybody but myself.
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