The mysteries of Baby Plum
The other day we had a picnic. Little Elvis wanted to run and throw his football. Baby Plum likes to eat. He told Little Elvis he couldn't play yet, because his coach was hungry. Little Elvis asked who his coach was, and Baby Plum said, "Me."
He won't talk to his teacher, but he's decided that one of the older boys in the play is cool, and he will talk with him. This boy is nice, and doesn't patronize or make fun of Baby Plum. Which is good.
Speaking of the play, we were working on choreography tonight, and he was so cute doing the dance steps! He's worn a hat the past two nights to practice, and he keeps his hat on for the most part.
He did it again at my parents later in the week, and they caught it on camera. It's after the video of him making a funny noise.