Ethan went with us to girls’ night again on Tuesday. After, he came back to the house and said goodnight to the kids downstairs like usual. He was getting closer to a fixture in our family, but he respected my wishes and didn’t push to be a part of their bedtime.
He hadn’t spent the night yet, but he’d been over every night since Friday and stayed well past the kids’ bedtime. Having him around was something we were all getting more than a little used to. Something we were all enjoying a lot, too.
He opened a bottle of wine for us and led me to the couch. “I didn’t know Abby was one of the vendors for the Easter Egg Hunt. Why isn’t Charlie?”
“Charlie likes her shop. She doesn’t have an interest in doing events. Abby loves it, though. She hopes to get to where her store is almost secondar
