Scene:  Emma and I are working at the table - she’s doing a math review page and I’m working on my latin.  Gregory is in the high chair, smearing himself with yogurt and having a lovely time.

Emma, with a wistful sigh:  I wish this math page would turn into latin grammar…

And as I was typing this, Gregory (scrubbed clean of yogurt) started to climb into Emma’s chair as she was correcting a problem.  Emma shouted out, “Mommy, I’m being besieged by another king!”