(Amelia)
Nathaniel stayed with us for most of the morning. Ethan wanted to show him everything after deciding he was Dad, as if the new name had given Nathaniel access to parts of his life that had been closed before. His books came out, then his drawings, then a box filled with toy dinosaurs. Nathaniel gave each one the same attention Ethan expected from him.
I made coffee and listened from the kitchen. Ethan was explaining which dinosaur could win a fight, while Nathaniel made the mistake of questioning one of his choices. That started a long argument Ethan clearly intended to win. I smiled while pouring my coffee.
"Mom, tell Dad I'm right," Ethan called.
I carried my cup into the living room. "I'm staying out of this."
Nathaniel looked at Ethan. "Your mother has made a wise decisio
