A couple of weeks ago my parents took Cheese Puff to a football game all by himself. He loved it!
Look at the big little boy watching so intently. I believe it was the homecoming game. They stayed through halftime so he could watch the court presentation. He loved the noise of the game, which is the complete opposite of Little Elvis at that age. But not Baby Plum. Cheese Puff is a lot like his oldest brother, but he has some of Baby Plum's traits as well. Our two youngest are huge music fans. Cheese Puff has gotten to the point where he says, "I don't love it." while we're driving around listening to the radio. He'll also say "I don't like it." It's his polite way of saying he thinks I should change the station.
He's gotten to where he shouts out requests when Bob gets the guitar down. "Shot through the heart!" (aka You Give Love a Bad Name) and "Shake your Booty" are his favorites. He likes to strum the guitar while singing "You are my sunshine."