On Monday night, Zach stayed home with the girls while I went out to dinner and the theater with my mom and sisters-in-law. Zach's parents came over for the evening. As Zach was saying his final good-night to Staley, they had this conversation.
Staley: "Are you going to sleep on the couch?"
Zach: "No. I'm going to sleep in my bed."
Staley: "Is Uma going to sleep on the couch?"
Zach: "No. Uma is going to go back to her house."
Staley: "Is Papa going to sleep on the couch?"
Zach: "No. He'll go home with Uma."
Staley: "Well somebody needs to sleep on the couch."
I'm not sure why it was necessary to Staley that someone sleep on the couch, but when I came home both cats were curled up there. So I guess her wish was granted.
