Robby is finally back from Oxford University. He had two wonderful weeks sans family, endless days of skateboarding through the narrow, ancient streets that inspired Harry Potter, & all sorts of cultural activities that broadened his mind.
SInce he's been back, he has been a spectacular Mr. Mom. He wakes up twice a night to feed Atticus, so that I can sleep & be better rested for class the following day. He has cooked several times, vacuumed the living room for his cousin's arrival, tidied up the bathroom, & packed boxes for our move to the new apartment. I have never seen him so productive around domestic tasks.
Atticus has had a little trouble acclimating to our family life. With my parents, he received continuous attention in a capacious house. In our one-bedroom apartment, he has had to get accustomed to the noise, and Robby & I talk much more to each other while he watches on. I wouldn't say that we IGNORE him, but we are certainly more parent-centric that most parents & definitely my own parents. He can be a little unhappy about the lack of attention given him. We do fawn over him occasionally, but we don't service him every minute of the day.
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