Happy Birthday

"Robert?" She had woken up somewhat late, both she and her son. When they left the room, breakfast was ready, but he was not there. She knocked on his door to see if he was in his room. "Are you here, Robert?" No one answered. She dared to open the door, the room seemed empty. "Looks like we're alone in the house. Shall we have breakfast, just you and me? Today is a special day. It's my birthday. Do you know how old your mom is? Let's just say by the time you're fifteen, I'll still be young. Don't you dare bring a girlfriend home at fifteen! Don't even think about it!" The little one showed his tiny teeth with a huge smile, laughing a bit at the silliness his mother told him.

They had breakfast amidst play and more games, the soft laughter of both making them laugh even more. They took a bath together and later tried to practice walking in the living room with Ethan, but he still wouldn't take even a single step on his own.

Throughout the morning, she received multiple calls from her