As you can imagine, Holden had a little trouble understanding that. At one point, he found me and said "nobody wants to play with me" with big tears in his eyes. It broke my heart! I gave him a big hug, tried to explain that the big guys just need a little time to play together, and took him inside for an ice cream cone. I'm thinking that as the boys get older and have more "drop-off playdates", I'll need to invite a friend for Q and a friend for H (and Fletch too, I guess!). As an only child myself, I'm constantly learning about sibling dynamics. Boy, it's tricky!
We started the play date outside, before the possible triple digit heat arrived. The boys were entertained by Superman toys and sidewalk chalk.
Holden . . .
Palmer . . .
and Q . . .
