A Million Way's To Love You™∽For All Time∽♥Book 5

∽Chapter 46∽

*Marilyn's Point Of View*

Today's the day. He dreaded it, I planned for it. I know how sensitive Michael is about turning forty,that's why today I made an extra effort to make this birthday different from his other's. Yes, it includes vroom-vroom thing's, edible thing's, bubbly things, etcetera. I just want to remind him in many different ways what a great son, husband, father, friend, brother, and producer he is.

I think it's very important that he is reminded of how appreciated he is. In order to do that, I pulled a couple of strings. Let's just say, Michael will be a happy little fellow by the end of the night.

"Happy Birthday daddy! Wakey'-Wakey' eggs and bakey'!", The kid's (mainly Jasmine and Dylan) exclaim in terrible unison. Jumping onto the bed like maniac's, waking both Michael and I from a beautiful slumber.

Michael grunts and grumbles to himself, pulling more cover over his head. I giggle, yawning. "Well can mommy get a good morning?", I playfully pout. Jordyn, crawls over to me. "Daddy birthday!", She exclaims, cuddling into my lap. I giggle again taking her point; it's all about daddy today. "Dad! Get up! I just slaved over a bowl of cereal!", Jasmine complains, snatching the covers from his head.

Michael lifts his head halfway, squinting his eyes at her. "Did you say you slaved over cereal?", Between the sleepiness and his suppressed blunt tone, I couldn't decide which was more amusing. "Yes... You're picky. I don't eat this because of carbon dehydrates. Or I can drink this because it's two percent instead of low fat.", Jasmine mocks, shaking her head.

"Well excuse me for trying to maintain fitness you calorie burning junkies.", He playfully retorts. I sensed the animosity between that insult; he's still insecure about his age. "Well I'm proud of your dad for taking care of himself.", I intervene. Dylan laughs, amused by my statement.  "He should, he's old as dirt!", He exclaims, clutching his gut in a violent laughing fit.

Michael's face drops along with his confidence. Falling back beneath the covers, he claims his 'tiredness'.  "Alright. That's enough. You three, out. Go on. We'll be downstairs in a second.", I shoo them. They groan while obeying. When the crew (Jasmine, Dylan, and Jordyn) closes the door behind them, I crawl on top of Michael, hoping he'll come from under the covers.

"Sexy monkey? Are you going to mope all day?", I ask, laying my head on his back. "Hell yeah.", He mumbles back. I giggle and slowly remove the covers from his face, revealing his bed head. "Why are you so pouty sexy monkey?", I tease, playing with his earlobe. "Would you please stop calling me that?", He mumbles again.

"What? You don't like sexy monkey? How about Mikey bear?",-"How about get off the old man's back?", He grumbles. I sigh and kiss the back of his neck. "By the end of this day, you'll forget all of this moping crap. I promise. mama is going to take care of daddy.", I whisper, slowly climbing off of him. I hum to myself and sashay into the bathroom to execute the start of my plan.

*Michael's Point Of View*

The best way to start you're fortieth birthday? Be insulted by your own children on how old you are. I was beginning to accept today, until Dylan teased me with his little insult. I'll be honest, it hurt my feelings. I know I have to get over it, but I can't help how I feel.

"Dad?", A voice call's from outside. I'm still very well cocooned beneath our queens size, mint and mocha pleated comforter, I just haven't found my confidence yet. I ignore the voice, knowing it's Dylan. "Dad... Come on. Mom wants us to eat your birthday breakfast together before we leave for camp.", He whines, continuing to knock on the bedroom door. 

I groan to myself after five minute's of silently wishing he would go away. Finally giving in, I drag myself out of the bed and walk over to the bedroom door. "Dad... I'm sorry. I know you're sad about your age. If it makes you feel better, all my camp friends swoon over you. Especially Robin. She's really pretty and she's nineteen.", He explains, exhaling slowly.