"Let's see what to make for the birthday girl for breakfast?"

I love being a parent. It is better than I thought it would be. She is so fun to be around plus she also gives me an excuse to watch cartoons without being judged.

Seriously I have loved watching her grow up this past year. From when she rolled over, to when she started crawling (I did not get to see her crawl for the first time I was on a case but Amy recorded it), and walking.

"Hannah lets eat." I picked her up and put her in the high chair. "Here is some cereal and a banana."

"Dadada."

She is becoming more and more independent each day (I know she is one but its the truth). She is at the stage where she likes to feed herself and food gets everywhere but it is cute and I do not care. Right now she just threw some of the banana at the wall.

On one hand though when it comes to work stuff I am still hesitant about some cases. I mean I am not as bad as Terry was but I am not the same as I was before. I mean I am fine with investigating but I have not done an undercover assignment. I am just not ready to risk anything.

"Hannah!" I was not paying attention and she threw her bowl on the floor. Milk is everywhere. Okay it is not always cute and it was my fault for drifting off in my head. On one hand it looks like she ate a lot of it.

"Dada."

"Let's get you out if your done." I took off the bib and lifted her out of the chair, "At least you did not make yourself messy." She started to giggle.

I took her into the living room and sat her down and she went back to playing with her toys. I went back into the kitchen and started cleaning up her mess.

Amy got a swiffer thing and that makes cleaning up the floor part easy. I mean she also has cleaning stuff everywhere so I mean cleaning up anything Hannah does is easy.

Just as I was finishing up my phone started ringing and I couldn't find it. I walked into the living room and Hannah had it. She answered it herself. It was Charles.

"Lalalalala, Dadadada."

"Can daddy have that please?" She was nice enough to give it to me.

"Morning Charles sorry Hannah had my phone."

"That's fine Jake I was talking to her."

"It must not have been that good of a conversation if she gave the phone over to me."

"I was singing her happy birthday."

"Well she doesn't understand what birthdays are so I guess that's it. Anyways what's new."

"Nothing really. I am just bored. I am here by myself. Rosa and Terry are on a case and Hitchcock and Scully have not been seen all morning."

"Did you check the bathroom?"

"Not after the last time. I about died from the smell."

"They will turn up eventually."

"Hannah," I had sat down a drink on the coffee table when she handed me the phone and she just dumped it on the floor.

"What happened?" Charles asked.

"Hannah just spilled my soda. I will call you back."

I hung up and ran into the kitchen and grabbed paper towels and dish cloths and tried to soak up everything. It was literally everywhere.