The poor Short Kid is, by nature of trickle-down family dynamics, low man on the seating chart.
Dad has “Dad’s chair”. Mom has the left end of the couch (the end closest to the electrical outlets, naturally) and, when he blesses us with his presence, TK sprawls across the right end of the couch. While that leaves a cushion in the middle of the couch, there’s quite often a dog there, plus that kind of proximity isn’t good for either the boys’ relationship or my nerves.
So SK usually ends up on the floor.
Then a chair in the Walmart flyer caught my eye. A little round microfiber job, like the Popasan chairs of old, but smaller and I can fold it up and tuck it out of the way. They’re targeted for the college dorm crowd, but it looked like the perfect size for SK to snuggle up in and only $19.
And the Short Kid sits on the floor…