Age of Atticus

Chapter 20: You're Acting Like A Mom

You guys know how it feels to come home one evening and see your husband holding your baby while sitting in a laundry basket and going down the stairs? If not, let me tell ya. It's fucking awful.

I came home after three weeks to see my grown ass child of a husband, holding my infant baby going down the stairs in a laundry basket wearing pillows on their chests tapped on by duct tape. My husband. Dean Mother Fucking Ambrose.

Maverick loved it while lil ol me, I was beyond furious by my husband. Not because he's a stupid idiot with the baby but because I didn't think about take a laundry basket down the stairs first.

Obviously I wouldn't take a baby but I would definitely take Carter. Not Dean. He's throw my ass out and watch me roll. He did it in my place after we first started dating. Shithead.

I glared at Dean as I stood with my arms crossed. He slowly stood up holding the giggling chubby baby. "Hi hunny." He said extremely guilty which made me feel a lot better.

"What were you thinking?"

"That it would be fun to go down the stairs in a basket."

"And with the baby Dean? Seriously?"

"The girls are at school."

I remembered that Mavis and Steven had started homeschooling at his house just a few days ago. Carter on the other hand is having a blast in elementary school.

"Why not by yourself?"

"He was crying!"

"What if he got hurt?"

I took the baby and Dean stared at me with much worry. "You're acting like a mom."

I scoff, "maybe because I am one? Did you ever think about that?"

"Of course I did but you never acted like one. I mean, you're a lot more fragile with Maverick then you were with Carter."

I sighed knowing he was right. "Carter is thick skulled and can hold her own because we've dropped her so many times and because she has seen you rebel so much. I want Maverick to be different than Carter and Mavis. I want him to be different and like different things."

"Okay but I promise you, I won't take the baby down the stairs again in a basket."

"Good."

"Oh and I broke the blinds."

"Random time for an apology but I accept it."

"Good."

I helped Dean get the tape off of him and Maverick before Mavis walked through the door. "Hey Mavy." I said.

"Hey mom. You're back."

"I am back."

"It's good to have you back. Why is there so much tape on the floor?"

"Ask your dumbass of a father." I spoke, giving Dean a glare.

"Whoops."

I rolled my eyes before hugging Mavis. "How was homeschooling?"

"It's good. I like it so much better. I'm actually learning stuff and not having to leave in the middle of class to go cry in the bathroom."

I sighed as she walked upstairs to her room. "When's Carter gonna be home?"

"When I go pick her up?"

"Hmm when's that gonna be because, schools out in thirty seconds?" I asked looking at the non existent watch on wrist. Only exaggerating slightly.