With pillows and cushions once again strewn about the living room today, I was forced to issue a mandate before bedtime: clean this room up…or else.
To my surprise, Miles called upstairs just a few minutes later declaring he had restored the couch to its former state. I came downstairs to find that…eh, well, he tried at least.
Sure, he put all the pillows under the cushions, but he at least had the courtesy to demo how to best utilize this new configuration, showing me how to sit and even how to lie down on it.
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 