Mostly happy boy
Today, we took the boys out to eat for lunch. They all played before we ate. After, Baby Plum and Cheese Puff went back to play while Little Elvis read the book he brought. A few minutes later, Baby Plum came back out. Cheese Puff was behind him with his head ducked down whining that he wanted to play for 10 minutes, not 5. I was at a loss. I didn't tell him not to play, but he felt he needed Baby Plum. I asked Little Elvis if he'd play with him, and he shrugged and said, "Sure." Both boys ran off, and the people next to us laughed. They said their son would have let the younger one cry.
We're all guilty of giving into that grin.