Happy Birthday
Lizzie woke up at dawn. She was too excited to sleep. Normally Saturdays were her sleep in day, but today was special. Today was her mommy’s birthday.
Her daddy was going to be so proud of her as he didn’t have to tell her to wake up, to not sleep the day away. Today she was a big girl, able to do for herself. She was now 8 years old, no longer a baby, daddy told her so. With that in mind, she was going to dress herself and do her own hair.
Even though Lizzie had not seen her mommy in a long time, she could still remember how beautiful she was. She remembered how her mommy smelled, always of vanilla.