Humans are just too much.
I'm not intervening unless someone gets hurt. I'm all about not hovering or mirco-managing. Or maybe I'm just feeling extra lazy today. It could totally be that.
Yesterday on Twitter Casey and I were lamenting winter. She's pregnant too and she said, hibernation and gestation is the name of the game. Now that keeps running through my head and making me feel better because I'm an exhausted gestating mother in the winter in Minnesota and I kind of wish I were a bear because that would be a good excuse for all the hibernating I'm doing.
But then I thought about the question my nephew Zach asked about hibernating bears recently. If they sleep all winter, how do they go to the bathroom? I laughed and then I thought the answer was that their bodies probably shut down so completely that they don't even go. But then I thought that maybe they do still go in their sleep and gross. I had never really thought about it before.
What I do know is that I don't even come close to knowing everything. So I can't say for sure about the bears and I don't know which boy should get the far end of the couch or how to get them to see that it doesn't matter.
And even so, I'm glad I'm not actually hibernating and that I'm here listening to squabbling about spots on the couch instead. Until I'm sick of it. Then I'll growl like a bear for it to stop.