My birthday gift a month ago was getting to sit on Shane's lap on the couch all day long during a football day. It was glorious. Now, I ask to get up there every time they sit on the couch, and I've learned that they can't say "no." Well, Cassandra can but usually Shane can't. So when I walk over and plop my head down on the couch and make the "It will break my heart if you don't let me lay on your lap" face, I know I'm going to get to sit on the couch.

The other trick I learned? When they leave stuff on the couch during the day, I can just throw it all on the floor and it gives me a nice comfy place to sleep.