Thursday, May 19, 2016
The boys possibly have a long summer ahead of them. At times, they are so sweet, and play together so well... Then, the fighting starts. Little Elvis and Cheese Puff are so alike, or maybe not enough alike. All I know is that when one gets all tooncey, the other is very happy to pick and pick until the other lashes out.
Then there's Baby Plum. He takes a lot of stuff. But even he hits his limit. And then he starts hitting, or crying, or both.
I'm a little nervous. Just the past few afternoons when they've gotten home from school, they've been alternately pretty sweet, and extremely sour.