Civil War In My House

Throw pillows.  There's a looming dust-up about throw pillows. 

See, Roger likes to have a throw pillow up against the arm of the couch when he's resting.  Moose, on the other hand, takes this throw pillow as an obstacle not to be born when he's trying to get across the couch to Mama's lap on the chair (his stairway is on the other end of the couch.) 

Now, mind - this is the boy who frequently does a balance beam move across the back of the couch (he goes from one arm of the couch, up to the top, traverses a three inch wide back for 6 feet, leaps down to the other arm of the couch and then across to the safe zone of Mama's lap.)  And yet, the soft, comfy surface of the throw pillow, which is a fine ramp up to the arm, confounds him.  He'll sit there, whining softly until someone removes the horrible obstacle.

Unless Mama has food.  In that case, he's up and over like Evil Knievel.