I can't work if all he's going to do is chatter!

Funny how we are. We go to bed, I want to chat, he wants to sleep.

We work in the office. I want to write, he wants to read to me.

We're downstairs, He wants to watch TV, I want to read to him.

But when it comes time to eat, we're pretty compatible.

He wants to eat, I want to eat.

I want to eat, he wants to eat.

Well sort of, kind of... and if one really doesn't want to ... well we just tend to accomodate the other. Makes for a bit of a problem though since we are both more than amply endowed with padding!

Looks like at our house, we could both benefit from some appetite suppression.