I have always assumed that Rusty and Tommy would be great friends, mainly because of the closeness of their ages. It is fun to see it happening …
The babies were happily playing trains the other day.
Naturally there were a lot of shouts of “NO!” and some grab-the-toy-and-sit-on-it-so-Tommy-can’t-have-its, but for a few minutes they seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Then Tommy found a spoon. Rusty wasn’t interested in the spoon.
But they were both still happy.
The end.