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.