*Eliza*
“Mommy, Mommy, wake up!”
I opened my eyes to see four young girls bouncing on the bed excitedly cheering for me.
“Good morning, good morning,” I laughed, hugging my four youngest daughters.
They were so excited and giddy.
“What has the four of you so excited?” I asked.
“It’s a very special day today!” my youngest said.
I arched an eyebrow. “Really, why is that?”
“Mommy! You know! You didn’t forget, did you?”
“It’s your birthday! And Daddy’s birthday, remember?”
“Oh, that’s right,” I said, teasingly.
The girls laughed and I hugged them again. I loved my family so much.
“Guys, leave Mom alone. It’s her birthday and she needs her space to enjoy this.” Eloise walked in with a tray of a home cooked breakfast.
My younger daughters sat aside and let my sixteen year old put the tray on my lap.
“Did you make this, Eloise?” I asked.
She nodded. “I did. The little ones helped… some.”
I smiled at each of them. “Thank you, guys. This is absolutely lovely.”