Soda's POV

Brianna was walking around the living room doing her new favorite activity which involves picking something up from the floor and handing it to the closest person. Like now, she was picking up a piece of paper and handing it to Darry who was watching the news.

"Thank you, Brianna." Darry said, taking the paper from her. "Now show your daddy and uncle Ponyboy how to clean like that."

"Hey! I clean!" Ponyboy protested from our bedroom. "It's Two-Bit and Steve who don't clean."

"This isn't their house." Darry commented.

"Tell them that. I don't think they know." I know Pony was kidding. Well, sort of. Two-Bit and Steve did mess the house up at times. Mostly Two-Bit. But we managed to keep things clean.

"Dah?" Brianna now stood in front of me holding out a piece of lint.

"Thank you." I told her taking it. "Go play with your toys now."

Brianna just went back to picking up everything and handing them to me or Darry.

Darry's POV

"Have you thought about what you want to do for her birthday?" I asked Soda. He looked at me and shook his head.

"She'll only be one. What do you do for a one year old? It's not like she'll remember it." Soda replied.

"She liked the cake from your birthday." Pony said, joining us. Brianna gave him one of her blocks. "Thank you, Brianna. She also liked the wrapping paper from her Christmas gifts."

Soda grinned and picked up Brianna, sitting her on his lap. "I wonder if Two-Bit meant it when he said that he'd just get her wrapping paper for her birthday."

"I don't know. But we need to make plans soon. Isn't her birthday in March?" I asked.

Soda nodded. "March seventeenth."

"That's only a few weeks away." Pony said. He looked between me and Darry. "Maybe we should do something simple. Have a cake and open gifts. Soda's right, it's not like she'll remember it."

"Yeah, but maybe we should do something special." Soda said after a minute. "It is her first birthday. Maybe Two-Bit or Steve will have an idea."

Brianna just looked at all of us and slid off of Soda's lap, going back to what she had been doing. She didn't seem to care about what was being said. Of course, how many babies understand what a birthday was? Ponyboy was three before he became interested in his birthday and back then, he thought everyday was his birthday. I wondered if Brianna would be the same way. Right now, her birthday was something Soda would remember more than her. And I knew he'd want it to be special for that reason.