Much noise and commotion of ruffled feelings emanating from the boys’ playing. I casually look over at them

Me: what’s the problem?

Third: I want to be King of the monkies!

Second: But I want to be King of the couch!

Me: ya gotta take turns –

First: yeah! See?!

Me: there can only be ONE king at a time guys.

commence more noise and commotion of who goes first. That, at least, is not my territory. They can work out succession on their own.