I was actually grateful for the big hound's presence when I grunted my way into the lotus position in the center of the family pentagram. Sure, I could have used magic, but I found doing so lately sometimes woke the nugget's need to try his own hand at spinning power. A very disconcerting experience from inside my womb.
Triggering his magic interfered with mine. I'd had a few giggle and groan worthy moments over the last few months when the baby tried to help-I had the distinct feeling that was his intention despite the results-turning a patch of damaged grass bright purple when I meant to encourage it to grow. Thanks to his curiosity during another instance, I almost started a new ice age when I tried to cool my coffee half a degree before drinking it. Since then I'd pretty much kept my magic use to a minimum, just in case.
My luck, if I tried to use power to sit like this, we'd end up floating off into orbit.