Elon Musk’s cute son X steals show in Oval Office with President Trump… but mum Grimes was not happy

President Donald Trump and Elon Musk, who spoke to the public for the first time about government cuts, were the center of attention as everyone gathered in the Oval Office on Tuesday. However, Little X was the star of the show.

The anticipated political evening devolved into a fun event. The tense moment took a surprising turn when Musk’s son, “Lil X,” who is four years old, inadvertently took center stage.

Trump paused in the middle of the conversation and smiled as he pointed to the child. He laughed and said, “This is X, and he’s a great guy—high IQ.” The president continued by calling the young boy a “high-IQ individual,” which caused everyone in the room to laugh.

The lively toddler’s presence gave the high-profile meeting a playful twist despite the seriousness of the Trump-Musk conversation.

Elon Musk’s attention was frequently diverted from his Department of Government Efficiency (DOGE) projects by his young son, “Lil X,” not by policy arguments.

The four-year-old began to play with his father’s ears after Musk once raised him onto his shoulders.

“I apologize,” Musk said, laughing, briefly sidetracked. “If he weren’t sticking his fingers in my ears, I might like this.” He continued to smile as he trailed off.

“I have made it clear I do not approve of that in every conceivable way I know how,” wrote Grimes, his mother, who goes by Claire Boucher on social media. This is an interesting observation.

Who is the son of Grimes, Elon Musk, and Little X?
“Lil X,” as Elon Musk lovingly refers to him, was born in 2020 and is the youngest son of Canadian musician and billionaire entrepreneur Grimes.

He has occasionally appeared in public with his father over the years, including election night, when he was included in a Trump family portrait. President Donald Trump called him “a gorgeous, perfect boy” at the time.

Later, a video showing Musk, Trump, and “Lil X” in the Oval Office was made public by the White House. The young child was seen in the video sporting a brown coat and what his father called a “cool chain.”

He once rested against the venerable Resolute Desk, which brought to mind the famous 1962 image of a young John F. Kennedy Jr. looking out from beneath the same desk.

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