And here's where I talk to my friends. When the children let me do so, that is.
HRH has trained L to drag her big cushion into the room when I'm on the computer so that she doesn't need to lie on cold, hard floor. The computer room has now become the Little Squirt's room. He stays in the ex pen when nobody's home. But when I'm in here and on the computer, he expects to sit on my lap -- that was how we bonded in the early days, in the mornings when HRH was still in bed. But no lap for him when HRH is in the room. Mummy is hers and nobody else's.
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