This is us most nights,  Bennett and I watching some kind of TV, Harper with her headphones listening to some other program, Andy in the nearby chair, and everyone trying to sit on the same square of the couch.  I may complain about this at times, begging for some space, and maybe not to hold hands any more, or watch something other than Pawn Stars or American Pickers - but it's really all a big farce.  There's no place I'd rather be than right here, right now.