V loves to play with kids. Loves it. Adores it. Sometimes I wonder if I should send him to day-care, just for social reasons. I am not enough. And Z? Well, Z does well enough in a pinch. V will play with him . . . if he has to.
Z wouldn't mind being left out of the schemes, but he typically can't help being curious enough to wander into the muddle of whatever's-going-on.
My new parenting phenomenon: shared consequences.
So here the two reprobates are, enjoying Corner Time together.
They look repentant, don't they?