I have been finding this really hard lately. I wanted to watch Downton Abbey the other night and they both wanted to watch something else at the same time and I insisted. My house, my tv, sorry, good night. But not only was there a big hoo haa but they were both united in their indignance. They're both clever, and both very good at arguing. They're like barristers cross-examining me sometimes. They are doing well at school, they don't shout at me. They're grateful for the things I buy them. But they're a united force against me when what they want is the same thing. It's kind of frightening me a bit.