He has, in the 15 mintues since he came home from school
called DS2s friend a
fat twat
a fat bastard
a fat git
he has thrown a toy box full of toys at him, he walloped his brother over the head with a x-box remote, he has shouted and yelled and sworn at his brother nad brothers friend. the firned is now crying, wnats to go home, DS2 is crying because his friend wants to go home and DS1 is stil arguing,with us all whilst eating 8 slices of bread and jam.
I.Have.had.Enough!