He rolled his head back on the couch and watched the boys thunder down the stairs and charge into the kitchen. At least their appetites were intact.
Josiah yawned widely and concidered levering himself up off the couch. After a moment of trying to gather the where with all, he gave it up as a bad job. There really wasn't room at the tiny table in there for all four of them any way. He just hoped sleepily that James would float his sandwich out to him.