Both Mila and Sansa are sitting on the couch, on top of soft pillows, under a blanket and watching Frozen. I go and sit near them to see all the cookies finished but the glass of milk still half-finished.
"Both of you, finish your milk," I tell them. I expect complains but to my surprise both the girls pick up their glasses, finish their milk and go back to watching their movie.
My "Good girls.. " falls on deaf ears.
I attempt to pick Mila up and sit her on my lap and she makes a face.
"Can I please sit with Sansa and watch the movie? I don't want to sit on your lap."
I am surprised and slightly hurt. I place her quietly where she was and she goes back to watching her movie.
I wait for some time but they both ignore the living daylights out of me so I go to fin
