Two Eyes Cenote Toy soldiers

wouldn't you rather go to one later in the day? when it's warmer out? and after mommy has had her breakfast?
he runs to her side, the sweet boy; he took after her in the way his excitement and joy bled into everything he did. his puppy breath is hot against her cheeks, and she tolerates the show of affection, one paw wrapping around his shoulders.
she stifles a yawn, readjusting her gangly limbs so that she may rise to stand if need be. she had a feeling she wasn't getting out of this one, no matter how much gentle redirection she offered.