Me: is it just me or did he grow a little?

Me: -smiles and runs hands through the grass- Peter: -sticks leg higher in the air-

I don't know. -shrugs- but he must be content

Me: -giggles at you and sits in the grass- Peter: -flops into grass with a thump and puts one leg up in the air- wee

Who boy. He's not even full grown yet. He might get that way in a few hours. Just, keep on holding him of something

Peter: yes. -follows and grumbles-

Me. Oh dear. I believe the effect is wearing off. How heavy is he?

Ship cause it's too precious for words

Me: -goes out the door and we arrive at the field- haha!

I bet you can still carry him. Try that

Hmmm maybe... Rp?

Me: -coughs then goes to get some snacks and puts them in my ratty backpack- there we go. Peter: -snorts-

Peter: -scowls and rubs the back of his neck- sure lets go... Me: then it's official!

I approve

(Sounds good) me: so do you want to go back to the warehouse? I think Joe is getting homesick. I think I remember another entrance too Peter: -blushes in embarrassment-

Yes?

Depends what it is.

No! Honey, what's wrong. You can talk to me

Smol Peter: -sticks his tongue out- bleh

Me: heh. Joe is cool. Not do afraid of spiders anymore?