The only downside to having Emma stay with us was the fact that she occupied the spare bedroom, where Alfred and Lorelai eat their daily chicken necks.
There is a very good reason for this.
Rory and Freddy eat their necks wicked fast. Sometimes, Freddy will be finished with his neck before I can get the door shut!
Dashiell and Izaak, however, eat their necks at a more leisurely pace.
Which is somewhat ironic, considering Zak is the entire reason we have the evening neck ritual at all. But he’ll look at his neck, and then try to follow me out of the room. It’s like, dude…eat your damn neck! You wait all day for it and yell at me until I give it to you!
It’s arrangement that works well. Freddy and Rory scarf their necks down, growl at each other if one tries to steal the other’s neck, and can pretty much defend their necks from one another. Dash and Zak respect each other’s boundaries and generally don’t try to poach the other’s neck (although sometimes they do trade).
So you can see the problem. Dash and Zak aren’t accustomed to competition. Meanwhile, Rory…
…and Freddy are hovering like vultures, just waiting for an opening to swoop in and snatch a neck away from one of the boys.
“Whattaya mean, ‘no,’ Mom? He’s not eating it!”
Finally, Dash ate about half his neck, and I gave up and let Rory have the rest. Better her than Freddy; she needs the calories more than he does. And I needed to go eat dinner with Björn, Kalle and Emma.
Yeah, I'm glad we can go back to the two-room system.