Too Close for Comfort

I rarely lay down to rest on the couch while the kids are up and playing. Not because I don't enjoy the rest, rather because inevitably I become more important than whatever toy is out. I become the object of argument.

"I'm laying on Mommy's lap!"

"No, I was laying there first!"

"Moooommmmm. Her foot is touching me!"

Although my rest never comes to fruition in these situations, this arguing is easily solved. I gently roll to the side, thus knocking the arguees to the carpeted floor below. Problem solved.