This afternoon Mike was starting up with his daily torment-mom routine. So I sat down to play trains/duplos/lincoln logs with him and Robbie. You know, the old “he must want my attention” routine.
The three of us built a village with a train running through it, and it worked out well. Minimal fighting. But after about 30 minutes, Mike announced that
You can go work on your computer, Mommy. We’re playing this.
So that was nice.