Disclaimer: I own ONLY AnneMarie, Fabiola, Madam Velosomikh and Madamé Císerosa.

Summary: This may be out of order in whatever way, but hey, its my story, I get to decide how it goes. ;-) Sorry if it takes a while for me to get it posted, but I've been writing it in whatever time I get between classes and stuff and I'm laptop less so its all scribbled down on paper and I've actually gotta find time to type it all up. But hopefully I'll find enough time somewhere. =) Also, I've decided to make it easier on people to let me know what they think, and give me more ideas of what to write. If you would like, I can be reached via email or Yahoo! messenger at AdorableKittens2002@Yahoo.com or via AOL instant messenger as PrincessSpzMnky . Feel free to drop me a line if you'd like. =) Happy Reading! =)

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Recognitions

~ ~ ~ Monday Morning ~ ~ ~

"Hi Princess!" Tommy said walking into Mariah's room, where she lay crying in her bed. "Its ok Sweetie, Daddy is here." Mariah continued to cry as Tommy picked her and gently rubbed her back. "You want Mommy, don't you? Come on Princess, let's go find Mommy." Tommy carried Mariah out of her room and downstairs to Kimberly's office, where she sat working on sketches. "That's my girl . . ." Tommy said softly as they entered the office. "No more crying . . . See, Daddy fixed it . . . . . Hey Sweetie, how are the sketches coming?"

"They stink!" Kimberly said tiredly. "I just don't like what I'm coming up with. They just don't seem right . . . I can't do this Tommy . . ."

"Yes you can. Let me see what you have so far." he said stepping up behind his wife, to look over her shoulder at her sketches.

"Did Mariah just wake up?"

"Yeah, I heard her crying, so I thought I'd calm her down."

"Come here Sweetie." Kimberly said reaching for her daughter. "You want Mommy, don't you? . . . Mommy loves her little girl . . ." Kimberly cooed as she held her daughter.

"Kim, why don't you hand me your sketches. Let me see if I can help." Tommy offered as he sat down next to Kimberly and reached for her pencil.

"You took a nice nap for Mommy, didn't you? Yes you did! You're such a good girl Mariah! Yes you are! You're my good little girl!"

"She's perfect Kim . . . Everything we hoped she would be . . ." Tommy said with a proud smile as he kissed Kimberly's forehead before picking up her sketches.

"It would be nice if she slept through the night though."

"She will eventually. But I kind of don't really want her to. She's already growing so fast."

"I know . . . Someday she isn't going to be our little girl anymore . . ." Kimberly agreed.

"I kind of like things the way they are right now. I'm perfectly happy right here, with both of my favorite girls by my side."

"Its nice, isn't it?"

"I like being able to spend time with Mariah. My mom wasn't always around when I was growing up. I don't want it to be like that for her."

"Which is another reason I quit racing. I have more time for my family. I don't have to call to see how Mariah is. I can hold her all day if I want to, instead. I like owning our own businesses."

"What about your karate classes though?"

"I'm still teaching. But only after school and for a couple of hours on Saturdays. I'm actually enjoying being home."

"Its nice having you home all the time. We can actually be a family."

"Exactly. And after we get your store open, I can spend the first part of the day with Mariah, and then you can spend the rest of the day with her, while I'm teaching my classes."

"She'll have both of her parents." Kimberly smiled. "But that's assuming I ever get the store sketches finished."

"Actually, check this out . . ." Tommy said setting Kimberly's sketch pad back in front of her.

"How'd you do that!?!"

"Do what?"

"You just totally fixed my problem! I love it Tommy!!!"

"Really?"

"I don't know what you did, but you're a genius!!!"

"You actually like it?"

"Are you kidding?!? I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!! I've been killing myself all weekend to get these done, and I've gotten nowhere. But you go and fix everything in under 5 minutes! Tommy, you're Amazing!!! Thank you!!!"

"I don't know what I did either, but I'm glad I could help! So I'll tell you what . . . Why don't we get out of here. Go take a walk through the park or something . . . Let's spend the rest of the day together. Just you, me and Mariah. What do you say?"

"I say I still can't fit in any of my clothes, so how does the mall sound?"

"Sounds good to me! Why don't you get ready, and I'll put the stroller in the car."

"Ok. Thanks Honey. I love you!"

"I love you too Kim." Tommy said helping her up from the desk.

"Thanks for your help Tommy. I really don't know what I would do without you."

"How about let's not find out." Tommy said giving her a kiss, then following her out of the room. "Hurry and meet me in the livingroom."

"Ok." Kimberly agreed with a smile as she headed up the stairs with Mariah in her arms.

~ ~ ~ 3 Hours Later ~ ~ ~

"What a cute baby!" a lady said, as Tommy sat outside the fitting rooms in Wyndham's Department Store, holding Mariah.

"Thank you!"

"Is she yours?"

"Yes she is!" Tommy answered proudly.

"She's absolutely beautiful! How old is she?"

"She'll be 9 weeks on Wednesday."

"Wow! Congratulations! You're really lucky!"

"Thank you! I think so too!"

"Are you here alone?"

"No, no way. My wife is in the fitting rooms."

"OH! You're married?"

"Yes I am!" Tommy said with a very proud smile. "To the most amazing woman in the world!"

"OH! Well congratulations!" the lady said, then walked away.

"Excuse me . . ." another woman said, approaching the father/daughter duo. "Are you Thomas Oliver?"

"Yes I am! Can I help you?"

"I thought so! Hi, my name is Naomi Walters. I'm a big fan of yours! Can I ask you something?"

"Sure!"

"Is it true you quit racing for the Angels?"

"I'm afraid it is. I'm sorry."

"Oh . . . I was really hoping that was just a rumor. I've been following your career since you started. You are a very talented racer!"

"Why Thank You, Naomi, was it?"

"Yes . . . Is this your little baby?"

"Yes she is! She's my pride and joy!"

"She's adorable! She looks like you."

"You think so? I think she looks more like her Mommy."

"Did you just adopt her?"

"Nope! Not this time."

"Oh . . . I just thought . . . . ."

"Hey Sweetie! Miss Me?" Kimberly asked, stepping up next to Tommy.

"Your daughter is adorable!" Naomi said, admiring Mariah.

"Yes she is!" Kimberly agreed, bending down to kiss her forehead.

"Oh, are you her Mother?" Naomi asked.

"Yes I am! I don't believe we've met before?."

"No, I don't believe we have. My name is Naomi Walter's. I'm a fan of Thomas'. Your little girl is beautiful!"

"Thank You!" Kimberly said, smiling brightly.

"You know, I just noticed . . . You look familiar . . . . ."

"I get that a lot." Kimberly told her.

"Its funny, you look a lot like this designer I just ordered a dress from.

"Really?" Tommy asked, intrigued.

"Have you head of a designer named Kimberly Hart? She used to be a gymnast in Florida."

"Yes, I know her very well!" Kimberly smiled. "Which dress did you order?"

"I think it was called Calypso . . . Its this very pretty ocean blue color that is just straight from the shoulders to the middle of your thighs, then sort of flares out toward the bottom . . ."

"The one with the ruffle at the bottom!" Kimberly said knowingly. "That is a great dress, I think you will really like it! Its very versatile. You can dress it up for a dressy party, or down for a casual gathering, or just one of those days that you feel like being kind of girlie."

"Yes, that is what I thought too! Wow! Its good to finally meet someone else who knows of that designer!"

"Hi, I'm Kimberly Hart-Oliver." Kimberly said extending her hand to Naomi.

"Oh My Gosh!!!" Naomi said shocked, as her hand flew to her mouth. "WOW! OH MY GOSH!!! Its so good to meet you!!!" she said shaking Kimberly's hand. "Oh my gosh! I had no idea! WOW!!!"

"Its nice to meet you too Naomi. Thank you for ordering my dress, I hope you really enjoy it! And if you're going to be around, I'm going to be opening a store down on the boardwalk within the next few months. You should check it out if you get a chance. I think you'll like!"

"Really? Wow! I'll be sure to do that! Thank you for telling me!"

"You're very welcome, thank you for buying my dress!"

"Oh, its no problem! I love your designs! I have 5 of your other outfits already!"

"Excellent! I hope you like them!"

"I do, I love them! You're an amazing designer Mrs. Oliver!"

"Thank you! I appreciate you thinking so!"

"Honey, we'd better get going." Tommy said looking at his watch.

"I'm sorry, we've got to get going, but it was great to meet you Naomi! Thanks for buying my clothes!" Kimberly said politely.

"Oh, you're very welcome! Congratulations on your new store, and your baby!"

"Thank You! Have a great day!" Kimberly said cheerfully, then turned to Tommy as Naomi walked away. "Well, that was fun!"

"You ready to get out of here?" Tommy asked.

"More than you know! I hate being fat!"

"Honey, you're NOT fat! You just had a baby. The extra weight will go away."

"I need to work out . . ." Kimberly said, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

"Kim . . . . . You know you're beautiful! And you know you aren't fat!"

"But I feel fat in everything . . ." she whined.

"Come on, let's get out of here." Tommy said putting an arm around her. "I know exactly what will make you feel better!"





To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .