Two peas in a pod.  (Okay, okay, a SANDBOX.)  With no sand.

That smirk means trouble

I knew it!  Trouble.  One bat, two toddlers... you do the math.

Where is your father, little boy?  Somebody should teach you how to act.

Heartbroken.  Just heartbroken, look at him!  Where is that blonde kid's parents, already?

Interestingly enough, if you make that blonde kid share, if you nicely ask, "Jack, will you share the bat with Caleb?"  He will willingly share with a smile on his face.  But because he is the youngest, he is NOT COOL with having things ripped out of his hand.  He was NOT gonna let that happen.  No way, no how.  It's an unfortunate thing, birth order.

Oh good, they're kissing and making up...

Well, the nice one's kissing, the blonde kid is just receiving.  Typical.

A little bit of parallel play, that's good, work it out, boys.

Now that no one's looking, Goldilocks is gonna pay for what he done...

Whatever happened to these days?

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