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“Daddy these are so cute. Little bunnies and flowers. Can you do this again sometime?”

“Absolutely, my love. Now, open your gift.”

“Ha-ha, you got the matching raincoat. Can I wear this to work when it rains?”

“Completely up to you, Sweet Bee.” He folded it over the chair and sat down.

“Don’t tell Mom, but I don’t remember having this much fun on my birthday like, ever.”

I mimed zipping my lips. “I’ll take your secret to the grave.”

His little bunny sandwich hopped around the plate, taking a bite out of each flower and chip. When it was down to only the bunny, he said his goodbyes. “You’ve been a good bunny but it’s time to say goodbye.” Trevor sighed and shoved the entire thing in his mouth at once. Guess it was easier to part that way.

“Bye, Daddy,” he waved as he passed by me. “I’m going outside.”

If I pitched a tent in the backyard he’d likely sleep out there as much as he loved the outdoors.

He hadn’t so much as shut the door before the texts of our guest arrivals came.

“Welcome, thank you all for coming.” One by one I greeted our guests and slipped their sides into the fridge. “Let me show you the room and introduce you to each other.”

They followed me back and as soon as I opened the door a round of oohs and aahs filled the space.

“Jayger, this is amazing.” Lila was the first to speak up. “You’ll never get him out of here.”

“Hi, I’m Amity and this is my daughter Pressley.”

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry,” Lila blushed. “I was mesmerized by the room. Yes, this is Amity and Pressley.”

“It’s wonderful to finally meet you. This is Adam and his partner Brandon, and this is our friend and contractor who did this amazing work though, all the painting was done by his partnerTae.”

“Wow, there are no words. Tae, you hand-painted this entire mural?” Lila was enamored. “My son will be overjoyed with what you’ve done.”

“Thank you, I um, I did the dresser, too.” All eyes darted to it.

“Oh Daddy, can Tae paint something for me?” Brandon asked.

“We can see if he has time, sweet boy.”

Knowing Adam, plans would be made before they headed home today.

Just then, I heard the back door shut.

“Okay, he’s coming. I’ll be right back.”

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“Daddy?” Where did he sneak off to now? “Where are you?”

“Coming, Birthday Bee!”

I grabbed a juice box from the fridge which was full to exploding with food. Daddy sure had been busy cooking today.

“Are you ready for your last present?”

“You are so silly, Daddy.”

“Silly for you. Follow me.” Down the hallway we went, but he stopped in front of the guestroom door. “It’s inside. Go ahead, open the door.”

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