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Harry's Birthday
Posted on 2006.07.31 at 10:01Current Mood:
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Current Music: Tina's Giggles
With everything that has gone on, we haven’t been able to properly celebrate Harry’s birthday. It doesn’t feel right, what with so many deaths and all of the turmoil. Instead I’ve decided to do a small celebration with just Tina. Mum offered to have a dinner but I have been a bit of an emotional mess recently, specifically after Ryan’s attack. I don’t know that I want to try to hold it together for my brothers.
“Right here,” I show Tina where to place the toast on a breakfast tray for Harry, who is amazingly still asleep.
She carefully set the toast down and beams up at me, her brown eyes sparkling merrily. “I did it, Mumma!”
I bend down and kiss her cheek, “You certainly did, sweetie. Let’s take this up to Daddy.”
We make our way upstairs and to my bedroom to find that Harry is waiting for us, a knowing look on his happy face. “Dadda!” Tina squeals and scrambles up onto the bed, and plants a wet kiss on cheek as she hugs him. “Happy Birf-day!”
Harry crinkles his nose and wraps Tina into a hug. He lays a sloppy kiss on her, "Thank you Angel."
“We made breakfast,” I set the tray on his lap as Tina moves over.
“Toast!” she points it out. “I did it!”
Harry grins widely at her. "Yes you did Angel." He winks at me, "Did mummy help at all?"
I shake my head solemnly, “If I had it might not be fit to eat.”
Harry looks wonderingly at the plate. "You know Angel, this is an awful lot of food, maybe I ought to share with you and mummy."
Instantly bile rises up into my throat and I swallow it down hastily. “No, I’m not hungry.”
“I eat dis one, Dada,” Tina tells him as she points out the toast she made for him. I sit on the edge of the bed next to Harry and watch the expressions play across his face.
Harry looks thoughtfully at me for a moment then begins happily eating one of the bangers on his plate. "Mmm... this is really good. You sure you don't want any?"
I turn my head and take a deep breath. It had been bad enough trying to make them without wanting to throw up. I’m hoping that this is an early sign of pregnancy but I’ll know for sure in a few days. “No, I’m all right.”
He frowns briefly, "Okay... " he then begins a game with Tina in which he feeds her every other bite from his plate.
When they’ve finished eating, I move the tray aside and snuggle in with him. “So birthday boy, what would you like to do today?”
He pulls both Tina and me tightly to him. "I just want to spend the whole day with the two witches that have my heart.."
“Right here,” I show Tina where to place the toast on a breakfast tray for Harry, who is amazingly still asleep.
She carefully set the toast down and beams up at me, her brown eyes sparkling merrily. “I did it, Mumma!”
I bend down and kiss her cheek, “You certainly did, sweetie. Let’s take this up to Daddy.”
We make our way upstairs and to my bedroom to find that Harry is waiting for us, a knowing look on his happy face. “Dadda!” Tina squeals and scrambles up onto the bed, and plants a wet kiss on cheek as she hugs him. “Happy Birf-day!”
Harry crinkles his nose and wraps Tina into a hug. He lays a sloppy kiss on her, "Thank you Angel."
“We made breakfast,” I set the tray on his lap as Tina moves over.
“Toast!” she points it out. “I did it!”
Harry grins widely at her. "Yes you did Angel." He winks at me, "Did mummy help at all?"
I shake my head solemnly, “If I had it might not be fit to eat.”
Harry looks wonderingly at the plate. "You know Angel, this is an awful lot of food, maybe I ought to share with you and mummy."
Instantly bile rises up into my throat and I swallow it down hastily. “No, I’m not hungry.”
“I eat dis one, Dada,” Tina tells him as she points out the toast she made for him. I sit on the edge of the bed next to Harry and watch the expressions play across his face.
Harry looks thoughtfully at me for a moment then begins happily eating one of the bangers on his plate. "Mmm... this is really good. You sure you don't want any?"
I turn my head and take a deep breath. It had been bad enough trying to make them without wanting to throw up. I’m hoping that this is an early sign of pregnancy but I’ll know for sure in a few days. “No, I’m all right.”
He frowns briefly, "Okay... " he then begins a game with Tina in which he feeds her every other bite from his plate.
When they’ve finished eating, I move the tray aside and snuggle in with him. “So birthday boy, what would you like to do today?”
He pulls both Tina and me tightly to him. "I just want to spend the whole day with the two witches that have my heart.."