…I walk by and pause…
Me: Uh….
Rockstar: What?
Queen E: Hi, Mummy.
They made a pillow and blanket fort and moved their breakfast into it. On the bed.
Also, Rockstar is growing a foot out of his chest.
When I pass them a couple minutes later…
Well… He has removed the foot from his chest. While still nonchalantly eating his breakfast with the other hand. All the while, that “arch” is vigorously pushing back and forth
Me: I didn’t even know what to say about that the first time.
Queen E: About what, Mummy?
You are one cool mommy – you didn’t even bat an eyelid with breakfast in bed, foot on chest and “arch made from a leg and a arm”. To think I almost miss this proof of how close these two Rockstars are to each other.