"Sam, Sam dear, wake up.", said his mother softly.
It was about 9:00am. Sam opened his eyes then sat up and stretched, only half awake. Then he rubbed his eyes and looked at his mom.
"Happy Birthday!", excitedly said his mom.
"Tanks(thanks) mommy.", he said sleepily.
"Oh I know your tired.", she said as she pick him up.
Sam laid his head down on her shoulder and fell asleep for a little while longer.
"You got to get dressed so your ready when your freinds get here.", she said.
After awhile Sam was up and moving. He got dressed and was eating his breakfast in a hour or so. While he was eating he was humming a song, "mmmhumm humm mumhum.", or something like that.
"Sam, your friends will be here in a hour or so, finish eating.", she said to Sam.
"Ok mommy.", he said then finished eating.
Soon after his friends arrived, Blake and Braxton.
"Hi guys!" Sam almost screamed.
"Hi, Sam", they both said.
"Why don't you guys go down stairs while I talk to your friend's moms.", asked Sam's mom.
Downstairs is where most of Sam's toys are. So Sam and his friends went downstairs to play for a while. Sam downstairs (basement) was quite nice. Carpeted floors and a fire place, one big spacious room full of toy boxes. Soon his mother was ready to leave. Sam and his friends got into they're van and buckled their seat belts.
"Everyone buckled in?", asked his mother.
"Ya.", they all said.
