euwraAAAAAugh

The wee one did some sleeping, some feeding and a bit of being swung about when he went into only-happy-when-held-on-his-front mode. The big one was a bit shy, then played a bit, then wouldn't sit down when the food came out until I divested myself of the wee one and squeezed in next to him. A little later one of the playcafé staff stole the unfinished sandwich he'd eventually been persuaded to start, resulting in much grizzling. You'd think such staff would be wary of that sort of thing.