Chapter 1.18

After 12 freakishly long months, Mollie’s birthday was upon us.

I snuggled my little baby that morning knowing she would be a toddler in only a few hours.  It’s so much easier to love the baby stage when she isn’t crying.

I made French Toast for breakfast but Victor had the balls to complain and say he wanted pancakes.

Can you tell how pleased I was with that?  He ate the damn toast and then I made him plan Mollie’s birthday party.

He had the party at the Wedding Venue.  Because he’s a man and that made sense to him.  He’s been getting all the sleep these past few months.  Is it obvious?

Ah, well.  It looks like a nice party venue anyway.

“So, Vic…are you ready to have a toddler?”

“Yeah I am.  Does it have to become a teenager though?”

Victor took little Mollie over to her birthday cake.  He made some silly faces and a show of helping her blow out the candles.

I really got into the whole thing.  She’s not going to be a baby anymore.  That was beyond awesome.

After blowing out the candles Vic set Mollie on the floor.  There was a twinkle of magic and then, I was the mother of a toddler.