He kept score of how many nights Artimus managed to cry her way to being with me rather than Daddy. JK and I had split days to have the kids so it's manageable for our working lives.
Ethan cared tremendously about fairness. So tonight, he and I are having our Mother-Son night. I thought he would want to have special time with me. To my chagrin, he followed his routine - finished his homework really quickly and proceeded to read Percy Jackson, the last book in a series of five. And I get to write this blog.
It's mighty quiet here tonight. No fighting. No complaining. No crying. Not so bad!
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