I haven't had the urge to sit on the floor. But one time last year, we brought my daughter in to our marriage counseling session. She has some developmental delays (on the border between autism and not), and our MC has some training in developmental psychology (mostly works with teens). So we were curious to get his take on her. He wanted to see us interact with her, so I sat on the floor with her reading a book while he was on the couch in front of me. It was a weird perspective, and I felt really self-conscious, though that was partly because I was nervous about showing my parenting skills, or lack thereof. Plus I'd realized that I had transference for him but hadn't shared it yet.

I prefer us both sitting on the same level, him on the couch, and H and I on the loveseat. Makes us feel more equal. I'd definitely feel weird sitting on the floor with T, too.