Isabella's fourth birthday came around way too soon in Rose's opinion. It was the day of her birthday that the Earth shook. Rose's thoughts immediately went to him.
Pete came home and all questioning eyes were on him. Apparently, no one knew what the shaking of the Earth was caused by.
The event was forgotten by the time the birthday party started. Oh, the backyard of the mansion was beautiful. White lights streamed everywhere. The main center of attention was the new craze for toddlers. Something about a talking flower that had magic.
"Izzy! Time to blow out the candles sweetie!" Jackie announced toward the end of the party.
"Oh boy! Cake!" Mickey looked excitedly at the two layer cake that had obviously cost a fortune.
"Oi! You keep in check now. Let the kids eat first," Rose lectured.
"We'll have to keep him in check," Josie laughed. "Just because there's little ones, doesn't mean he'll go after the sweet stuff." Mickey put his arm around her.
"Just wait till we have a little one." Josie faked being shocked.
"When are you two going to make it official?" Rose asked, looking at the couple.
"Well, he's got to propose. And I don't think he knows how to."
Mickey suddenly felt the stare of both women on him. He was just about to respond when Rose felt a tug on her jeans.
"Rose! I got cake cause it's my birthday!" Isabella proclaimed.
The four year old got picked up by her older sister. "I know you are! You're almost one hand full!" Rose held up four fingers. Isabella squealed and counted the fingers in front of her. Jackie came over and announced they were going to have a family picture taken.
"What, all the cameras we have isn't good enough?" Rose inquired.
Jackie snorted. "No. I want a nice, large, proper family picture in the hallway. I've been looking to fill that space with all the other little pictures we have. This will be just the thing." Rose sighed and carried Isabella over the steps at the back of the mansion.
"Everyone out of the picture for a moment please!" the dark haired photographer ordered, while posing Rose, still carrying her sister, in front of Pete and Jackie.
"Oi! Hurry up! This birthday girl is starting to weigh a ton!" Rose shouted.
"I am not! YOU weigh a ton!" Isabella pouted at Rose. She got a sloppy kiss on her cheek as her response, just as the photographer yelled, "Say cheese!"
The huge picture was hung up in their hallway a few days later with a beautiful silver frame. It featured a beaming Pete, a happy Jackie, a Rose caught mid-laughter and a beautiful little four year old, hand still on her cheek, but with a huge grin.