"Daddy?"

"Yes?" he answers her as she bounds into the kitchen.

"Did mommy go to work?"

"Yes,"

"She didn't even tell me good-bye,"

"She came in and kissed you but you were asleep,"

"Oh. Are you going to work today?"

"No,"

"Good,"

"You need to hurry up and eat your breakfast," he tells her as he sits a cinnamon poptart and a glass of milk in front of her.

"Ok," she grins.

He goes into her room and makes his way to her dresser. He pulls out a plain white long sleeved t-shirt, and a pink checkered dress. He also grabs out some clean princess underwear, a pair of white tights and some pink flats. He goes back into the living room with the clothing.

"When you're done eating I need you to get dressed,"

"Ok. Are we going somewhere?"

"Daddy has to run a few errands,"

"Am I going with you?"

"No,"

"Do I have to go with the nanny?" she asks after taking a big sip of her milk.

"No,"

"Am I going to stay here alone?"

"Have you ever stayed here alone?"

"No,"

"You're brother is coming to pick you up. He's going to take you to see a movie, and then he's going to take you out for lunch,"

"Ok,"

She quickly finishes her breakfast. She returns her dishes to the kitchen counter. She can't reach the sink because it's too high so she puts the dishes on the lowest part of the counter. She quickly gets dressed. She even puts on her own tights and shoes.

"Daddy do you know where my hair brush is?"

"It's on your dresser baby girl," he tells her from the bathroom.

"Thanks,"

She retrieves her hairbrush. She brushes her hair and then knocks on the bathroom door. He opens the door dressed and ready to go.

"Yeah?"

"I need a headband," she tells him.

"I knew that I forgot something," he tells her as he hands her a headband off of the bathroom counter.

Finally about ten minutes later there is a knock on the door.

"Come in," Finley calls out.

A young man steps through the door.

"Are you ready to go?" she smiles at his sister.

"Yeah," she agrees.

"Bye daddy," she tells her father.

"Bye. Behave yourself. I don't want to get any calls about you," he jokes.

"Daddy you're off today,"

"They still call me if you misbehave,"

"I'll be good," she promises.

Finally the evening comes and the anniversary dinner commences. They eat dinner and exchange gifts. Towards the end of the meal the begin to seriously discuss some things.

"I want to quit my job," she tells him.

"We can't financially afford that. I mean we have a daughter and another baby on the way. And you're the breadwinner in this equation,"

"I know. I don't want to quit all together, but I don't want my current job. It's just too stressful, and too time consuming. I just want to be able to spend time with Finley and this baby,"

"I know,"

"So what can I do?"

"Start looking for another job,"

"What if I don't find one?"

"You'll just have to suffer through it,"

"Suffer through?"

"You'll just have to go back to the job you've got now,"

"I hate my job. I just want to spend time with my family,"

"I know that, but there has to be more money coming in than going out,"

"I'm aware of that,"

"If I could trade you places I would,"

"You'd have the baby for me?"

"I didn't say all of that. I just meant I'd trade you jobs. Being a cop is not that great,"

"So quit,"

"Yeah I want my family to starve,"

"What do we do?"

"We just hope and pray that things will change,"

"Where is Finley?"

"She's with Ken,"