"Why is he here too?" I asked myself when I saw our son. I went to talked to Eaden.
"EADEN, have you had breakfast yet. " The little guy grunted heavily, holding his arms and contorting his face to the side, even playing with his mood a bit.
"He saw you weren't home this morning, so he was throwing tantrums to come see his mom," Haden explained to me. Then I took my gaze to Eaden, I gave him a kiss on the face, and Haden carried my suitcase to the car himself.
While we head back to the house, Haden is not talking to me again.
Will he not ask me why I wanted to get married again?
When arrived home, Haden carried my suitcases straight upstairs, and I felt a little uncomfortable.
"Let's put them in my room first." Haden froze for a moment and said nothing but silently carried the suitcase upstairs. I saw a smile escaped in his face.
During dinner we are a complete family sitting together. Eaden can now eat alone. He knows how to use a spoon and fork.