Sammi and Sam's Supernatural Adventures

Merry Birthday!

Christmas morning also happened to be Cam's first birthday. I had decided the day before that I was going to wake up before everyone else and prepare a nice breakfast, followed by watching Cam open his presents. I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen only to find that Marissa and Dad were already cooking up breakfast. "I guess it's true what they say about great minds thinking alike," I said as I made my way over to get some coffee. "We're sorry if we intruded, but Marissa was so excited about Cam's birthday," Dad replied. "No worries," I smiled. "I'm actually glad you're here already. I was planning on letting Cam open his presents after breakfast and I wanted you to be here for that." The aroma from their breakfast buffet was overpowering but so mouthwatering. It was only a matter of minutes before I heard movement from both Declan's room and both upstairs bedrooms. "The boys have risen," I said. A few minutes later, all three boys were getting settled in at the dining room table. Dean had grabbed Cam and put him in his high chair as Dad and Marissa started bringing plates of food out. I grabbed the coffee pot and a hot plate and set it down on the table before going back for milk and sugar. I pulled up a chair next to Cam's high chair and watched as he reached toward his uncle Dean. Dean gave his little buddy a hug, and the rest of us sat in amazement as Cam spoke his first word: "Dean." Glances were exchanged all around the table before any of us spoke again. "Did Cam just say his first word??" Sam asked. "Dean," Cam said again as he started to laugh. "Well that's something new," I said. "Usually a child's first word is mama or dada." "Dean. Dean. Dean." Cam said. "Well I guess we know who his favorite uncle is," Declan winked at Dean. "I'm just as shocked as everyone else," Dean said. "Such a good boy," I smiled, placing a plate of food in front of my son. "Eat your breakfast and then you can have your presents." After we had all finished eating, Sam and Dean loaded the dishwasher while the rest of us made our way into the living room. As soon as the boys joined us, I started handing presents to Cam one by one. "Happy Birthday baby boy," I said. "And Merry Christmas, too," Dad added. We all watched patiently as Cam ripped open his gifts, giggling when he tried to eat a few of them. When he had opened every last gift, the adults all exchanged and opened their gifts before retiring to the couch. I excused myself to the kitchen to start on making Cam's birthday cake. Marissa joined me a short time later. "Do you need any help?" she asked. "You could prepare the icing if you want," I said. "I'd love to," she smiled. "Are you upset?" "Me?" I replied. "Not at all. Should I be?" "I just thought you looked a little disappointed that Cam's first word was Dean," she said. "No way," I smiled. "I think it's awesome. He does spend a lot of time with his uncle Dean. I thought Sam looked a little more upset than me." "Come to think of it, I noticed that too," she said. "I'm sure he'll get over it," I replied. "Sam is not really the jealous type. At least not when it comes to his brother. I've only ever seen him get jealous a few times, and it was usually when some other guy tried to flirt with me or looked at me wrong." "That's all men," Marissa said. "Your father is the same way." After I got the cake in the oven and set the timer, Marissa finished up the icing and placed it in the fridge. We made our way back out to the living room to join the boys when I noticed Sam was missing. "Where'd my hubby disappear to?" I asked. "He went upstairs to look for something," Declan said. "He claimed there was a present missing somewhere." "Cam got all his gifts," I replied. "I made sure of it." "It wasn't a present for Cam," Dean said. "It was something for your Dad." "And I told him it was no big deal," Dad replied. "I'm a grown man. I don't expect gifts anymore." "Found it!" Sam exclaimed, as he came back down the stairs. He handed my dad a small, rectangular shaped package. "This really wasn't necessary," Dad told Sam. "Just open it, will ya?" Sam smiled. Dad tore open the wrapping and stood there in complete silence for a couple of minutes. "What's wrong, Dad?" I asked. "Don't like it? Already have one?" I didn't know what Sam had given him, but I had never seen my Dad rendered speechless before. "This is one of the most thoughtful gifts I've ever gotten," Dad finally said. "Thank you, Sam." "What did you give him?" Dean asked. Sam just smiled as Dad turned the gift around for all of us to see. "I don't remember ever getting our picture taken as a family," I said. "It's from our cruise," Marissa said. "You don't remember they asked us to pose right after we got on board?" "Oh right!" I exclaimed. "I didn't realize anyone had remembered to grab the photo." "I went back and paid for it after everyone had gone off to do whatever activities they were doing that first night," Sam said. "I thought it would be a great keepsake. Like you said, we don't really have any pictures of all of us together." "This is great," Dad smiled. "Thanks again." "Dean," Cam said again. We all turned our attention toward Cam as he reached up toward his uncle and Dean picked him up. "I love you too, little buddy," he said. We all grabbed our phones and started snapping pictures of such a precious moment. Later that night, while we were laying in bed, I asked Sam if he was a little jealous that Cam's first word was "Dean." "You know I only get jealous when it comes to you," he assured me. "I think it's great that Cam's first word was Dean. I mean, the two of them DO spend a lot of time together." "I didn't think you were, but Marissa and I thought you looked a little disappointed the first time he said it," I admitted. "If I did, it wasn't because of that," Sam promised. "I probably had something else on my brain. I do that sometimes...you know, random thoughts." "I know that feeling all too well," I said. I gave him a kiss and then laid down in the bed to get some sleep.