Hannah started crying and I walked to her bedroom. She whimpered and I rubbed my eyes, starting to yawn. It was the beginning of our day. Nothing real important was going on today. It was just a normal day. Tim would go to work, the boys to school and I had no classes today. It was a day where I had time to myself while I had to take care of the baby. At three, Tim would take Hannah and Randy to Tool Time and I'd be home by myself. Brad had soccer practice and Mark had karate.

"Waaah!" Hannah was crying in her crib.

"I'll get her, Tim," I yawned and went to Hannah's crib.

She cried and I looked down at her with a smile. She had a smelly diaper and it was a smell I had gotten used to. Having three kids (particularly boys), taking care of your twin nieces and then having a fourth baby got me used to changing diapers. By now, I was a pro at it!

"Let's change your stinky diaper," I kissed her head.

I put her on the changing table and handed her a pair of toy keys that weren't real. As she played with the keys, I opened her diaper and saw a big mess. While it was disgusting, I knew that babies couldn't help it. She was absorbed with playing with the keys so I wasn't worried.

"You have a very messy diaper, sweetie," I wiped her bottom and slid a new diaper under her bottom. I closed the diaper and found a red shirt with blue overalls.

I put her in them and scooped her up. "Let's nurse some, baby doll."

I latched her onto my breast and covered her with a blanket. Letting her nurse, I laid back and sat in the rocking chair. Softly and quietly, I rocked and stroked her head gently, kissing it.

"You were a hungry girl," I kissed her head. "My sweet little girl."

Hannah slowly stopped sucking and I unlatched her. Getting up, I got up and walked downstairs, holding Hannah carefully. I walked down and the dog was on the couch, sleeping happily. Hannah was whining to get to play and I was about to put her in the playpen anyways.

I set her down gently. "You get to play while Mommy makes her own breakfast and reads then you'll have a naptime."

She flipped onto her stomach and started playing with her toys as I made myself some waffles and occasionally looked towards Hannah. Every time I looked at her, she laughed and had a toy in her mouth. It felt weird that I was able to leave Hannah in her playpen, but I liked it. She was in the separation anxiety phase, but I knew she'd settle eventually.

Hannah started crying for me and I walked over gently. "Is my sweet girl missing her mommy and sick of playing in the playpen?"

Hannah made a motion that was like a nod so I picked her up and held her on my hip, kissing her head.

"You making reading very hard for Mommy," I laugh as I ate some of my breakfast and she played with a toy on my lap.

I fed her some bites of waffle which made her happy and she had a smile on her face which always happened when I fed her actual food. She hated baby food and was starting to not want to nurse as often. I took it as a sign that she was wanting to wean herself.

"Peek-a-boo, I see you, Hannah," I smile. "Do you know what time it is?"

Hannah had a grin on her face and I knew why. I laughed softly. "No, honey, not that time, that's not for a few hours sweetie. It's naptime."

Hannah stuck her tongue out at the thought and I laughed.

"Oh, honey, it's not for very long. You'll get to see Mommy soon enough," I smile and carry her upstairs again.

She cuddled into my shoulder and I rubbed her back, carrying her to her room. If Randy were here, he'd sit in her room and nap with her. Sometimes, I just couldn't believe how doting he was towards her. If he was around and she was crying, he'd calm her down in a heartbeat.

"Mommy will cuddle you for a little bit, baby," I laid back.

Hannah yawned and snuggled her head into my chest. With a yawn, she cuddled and I gently laid her in the crib. She started wailing and I picked her up with a sigh. I cuddled her and then set her down again. I wasn't the type of parent that picked their child up every time they cried. Well, I was and wasn't.

"Shh, it's okay, sweetie, Mommy will be back soon," I kissed her head and turned off the light, shutting the door.

…

I sat down next to Randy who grinned at me and high-fived me. Beth avoided his gaze, but Michelle looked at him with a smile. I gave the "She likes you" look to Randy and he grinned. Was he finally moving on from Beth? It had only been a week, but lately he had a crush on Michelle. Beth and Randy weren't officially a couple, since nothing had gone past them liking each other.

"Morning class," Mrs. Green looked at us.

I whispered something to Randy and he laughed. "You put Mark's hand in warm water last night? Did Mom catch you?"

I shook my head. "No, but Dad did. He thought it was epically funny and said I should have you do it to Mark to start a pranking war. Dad's been missing one."

I laughed but quieted down when Mrs. Green gave me a harsh glare. Listening in to her lesson, I looked glumly at the board but Randy had a tic-tac-toe paper. We put it on his leg and started playing it. He was X and I was O. The first time, he won and the second time, I won. I could still hear and understand what she talked about so I wasn't worried.

"I can't wait to go home," Randy whispered. "I think Hannah's finally about to crawl for the first time and I wanna be the one she crawls to."

My face brightened. "Hey, you wanna make a bet on that?"

"What did you have in mind, Randy?"

"I bet that she crawls to me first."

"I bet she crawls to Mom or Dad first."

"Alright. Loser has to do the winner's chores for two weeks."

I grinned at Randy who smirked at me happily and turned towards the board. It was just like old times again. It was as if 1993-1994 hadn't existed. We skipped the period where Randy and I were at each other's throats. Well, we still were on occasion but we had gone back to being in trouble again. Both of us started to go our separate ways but we still were trouble makers.

"Mom's back to cooking supper again since finals are over," I whispered.

"Ew, I miss Marie's cooking," Randy groan softly as Mrs. Green handed us papers. "I can't wait to get out of this class. Aside from you, this class is too slow. I know all this stuff already! I've helped you with your math homework. This is too easy."

I shrugged at him. "What are you gonna do?"

Randy grinned. "I'm gonna finish this and then make something for Hannah. I need drawings so I know to update her murals. I'm updating them for her birthday as one of my presents for her."

"Those were amazing, dude! You should update them each year until she's an adult and I know she'll thank you. Can you believe she's already almost mobile?"

Randy laughed as he finished his worksheet. "No, I can't. It's hard to believe."

Mrs. Green walked by us and I hastily went to work while Randy sketched out his drawings for the murals on Hannah's walls. It was something that was special to him so I never made fun of it. It was creative and it made Hannah and Mom happy. If those two were happy then I was happy.

"Dude, those look really good!" I grin at him.

Randy smiled at me and kept working. "Perfect."

"Remember when we designed the room for Hannah's arrival"

Randy laughed. "How has it already almost been a year?"

…...

"Is my sweet girl awake?" I smiled as I picked her up.

Hannah made a happy noise and I put her on the changing table. She indeed had gone in her diaper so I gave her the toy keys again and she was distracted. With a laugh, she played with the keys. It distracted her while I opened her diaper. It was only wet this time thankfully. I wiped her bottom and threw the wipe away. I took off the old diaper and threw it in the pail. I slid a new one under and closed the tabs on it, kissing her head.

"No more wet diaper, Hannie," I smiled.

Hannah laughed happily and shook her head when I tried to put her on my breast. I raised my eyebrow but smiled. "That's okay. Mommy's not giving much milk right now anyways. Let's put you on your blanket so that you can try to crawl."

I carried her downstairs with a smile and kissed her head. She laughed again and I put her on the floor and sat down next to her. Squealing, she sat up and put her tiny hands in mine which seemed to melt me. This precious little thing wanted to play with her mommy and that's what would happen.

"Where'd Mommy go? Where'd Mommy go?" I covered my face. "Peek-a-boo!"

Hannah laughed and "cut the cheese".

"My, oh, my, Hannah, you let off a nice one. Honey, you're just like your dad."

I brushed it away and looked into her pretty blue eyes. How could those eyes see right through my soul? I swear that Tim was right. He said that she could make you smile by just looking at you. Well, I was biased since I was her mother. Still, she had the cuteness of her brothers.

"Can you crawl? Will you crawl for Mommy?" I looked at her.

Hannah babbled in protest and sat there, refusing to move. With a shrug, I looked at her and chuckled. There wasn't much more time. She would do it in her own time so I wasn't too upset.

"You know, your brothers and Daddy will be home very soon. Let's get you down for a nap."

I put her in the crib and tiptoed out the door, turning off the light. It was only a few hours till Tim and the boys got back so Hannah and I had several hours of free time to ourselves so I considered it girl time. I felt sad that a lot of the times I was in class so Wilson would take Hannah for the day.

"Have a sweet nap, baby girl," I kissed her head.

….

I ran outside for recess and started playing on the playground equipment. With Randy and Bad both in junior high, I was the only brother in my school. My older brothers were in middle school (eighth and seventh) so they didn't have recess. I was the only one of us that had recess anymore.

"Well, well, look who it is. The dork," Jeremy smirked.

"Why so it is, Jer," Nicholas smirked.

"Guys, leave me alone," I groaned.

"Are your brothers gonna come save you? They're in middle school. Your ugly sister can't save you neither can your parents."

I looked down and knew that I had to defend myself. What was it that Mom always said about dealing with bullies? Try to ignore them and then find an adult. That would prove what a baby I am though. So, I decided to take matters into my own hands and fight back. He shoved me so I grabbed him and shoved him in the grass. He seemed surprised that I shoved him but that was okay.

"I said to leave me alone! And keep my family's names out of your filthy mouth," I frowned at them and glared.

"Why? What are you gonna do about it?"

"This," I pushed him into the ground.

Eddie smirked at a teacher. "I was minding my own business when he came up and pushed me down for no reason!"

"Both of you, in my office, now!" Mrs. Blackburn grabbed my neck and Jeremy's as kids paused to look at what we were doing.

"Ow. Ow!" I groaned and squirmed as she grabbed my arm.

She made me sit on the chair and called Mom.

"Hello?" I head Mom's voice.

"Your son has gotten into a fight at school. Can you come get him?"

"Sure thing."

I shrunk down and sat in my seat.

….

I sat down with Heidi and Al in the studio cafeteria where we were getting ready to eat lunch for the day. Soon, I'd take Hannah and Randy and they'd get to watch a Tool Time with me.

"How's sweet little Hannah?" Heidi asked with a smile.

"She's good. She's attempting to crawl. I think it's any day now."

"How're the boys?" Al asked as we ate.

I smiled. "They're good."

"I was thinking—maybe we could all have dinner together some time soon. You, Jill, the kids, Ilene, Heidi and me."

I looked at Heidi who nodded eagerly. "That's a great idea, Al!"

Al grinned. "When should we do it?"

"How about this Saturday?"

"That works for me.

((A/N: This is part one of a day in the life! Part 2 is coming soon!. I hope you liked this part and I hope it's not boring!))