Rosa picked up Hannah and took her into the break room.

It looked very much the same as the rest of the bull pen. Balloons and streamers everywhere. In here though there was a pile of presents and a cake.

When Hannah saw everything her eyes were huge and I think she understood today was a special day but really had no idea what it was for.

The cake was pink and princessey (exactly what Amy did not want for her.) and as for the presents there were more than what she needed and that is coming from me the guy who used to have multiple massage chairs.

"You guys really did not need to get her any presents or at least you could have waited until Saturday when she is having her actual party," Amy said.

"I do not know about everyone else," said Charles, "but I multiple gifts for her and some of these are only part. She will get the rest then."

Even though he is my best friend I still find it weird that he spends more on my child that he does on his own.

"Well lets get opening because it is almost nap time and we do not want a crabby birthday girl." I said.

Someone pulled a chair over near the pile and Rosa sat her down on it.

"Are you ready baby?" Amy said to her as she handed her the first present.

"YA."

I sat on the other side of Hannah to help open presents.

Most of the presents were from Charles. They ranged from dolls and stuffed animals to fake food. For the most part she was not that interested.

Terry said he was opting to give her a present on Saturday, Gina said she was going to do the same. The captain surprisingly did get her a gift. It was an abacus I think. I really do not know what it is for it just has beads that you move back and forth but it has to be a smart person thing because Amy was appreciative of it after all that Boyle got her.

Then we pulled up Rosas present. It looked normal enough. Amy was a bit hesitant after what Rosa was doing with her in the bullpen.

She wouldn't get a one year old a weapon would she? The last thing we need is a one year old serial killer with a machete.

When the lid was lifted it was a purple stuffed cat. Me and Amy both looked at each other then at Rosa.

"What you did not expect me to get her a machete did you?"

"Kind of." I said.

"At one that would be stupid. She does not have the capability to handle it. That is something reserved for her second birthday."

"Okay." I mean at least it is not for another year.

Hannah instantly took to it. She was hugging it and did not want to put it down or let anyone else hold it. Luckily it was the last present.

"Time for cake." Said Charles. He said it in the same tone as I guess Oprah has well that is what I have been told.

It was a simple cake. Well at least for Charles standards. It was vanilla with a strawberry filling.

Hannah was sitting between Rosa and Terry eating cake. It was actually a very good cake.

While she was doing that Amy and I loaded all of the presents into the car. It honestly took like two trips between both of us.

"I think she has enough toys."

"Tell me about it and she is only going to get more things this weekend."

By the time we were back up stairs from the second trip there was a screaming toddler in the pullpen. Terry being the awesome person that he is was holding her trying to get her to go to sleep. Just walking her back and forth. She looks so tiny in his arms. I mean she is not big at all but she looks even smaller.

"Look there is mommy and daddy." He said.

She was still screaming.

"Terry let me see her," said Amy.

He calmly handed Amy the screaming toddler.

"Mommy's here."

She continued to scream.

"Look there's daddy."

"Hannah banana."

Nothing she was still screaming like crazy. She was tired.

"What happened," I asked Terry, "She was fine like five minutes ago." In my year of parenting I have learned that this happens a lot but with Hannah it does not happen as much as with other kids.

"Rosa left and then this started."

"Jake she its nap time lets go."

We quickly said goodbyes to who was still around and took the elevator down to the garage.

It took a few minutes to get her into the car because she was still screaming and wiggly. We both did a sigh of relief when we got that done.

We both got in the car. Amy told me to drive.

We were not even out of the garage before she fell asleep.

The rest of the day we kept it low key. Just the way Amy wanted the day to be.