Tommy's POV

"MOMMYYYYY! CAN WE LEAVE NAAAAOOO?" Michelle screamed, excitedly running down the stairs of our home.

"Hang on a second glitters, I'm still packing our little picnic basket. How about you go pack some of your toys away in a bag for us to bring to the hospital, but remember don't just bring dolls, Sam has to be able to play aswell." I calmly replied back smiling at my daughter.

The reason Michelle was so excited this morning was because today after visiting Adam, we are going to go back to the sick children's garden and have a play date picnic with Sam. After all he helped me when I was down and now it's my turn to be there for him, besides I love children and Michelle doesn't really have close friends anymore.

Ever since the accident we stopped going to playgroup to meet up with all the other mothers so now she has kind of lost contact with all the other children. Although it's great now that Michelle can have a friend that she adores and is here at the hospital because now they can play whenever they want and they both stay entertained. Everybody wins.

I had just finished making the strawberry jam sandwiches, so I carefully cut them into small triangles, wrapped them up in cling wrap. I then filled the basket with juice poppers and freshly sliced watermelon plus a picnic rug, Today was going to be a fun day for the kids…haha even I was excited. As soon as I had finished packing the basket, I grabbed my car keys and then walked outside to put the basket on the back seat. After I had re-locked the car again I walked back inside and began walking upstairs into Michelle's room.

As I arrived at Michelle's bedroom door I was shocked to see that Michelle had taken mine and Adam's make-up bag and was in front of her mirror attempting to put it on, SHE IS ONLY 3 turning 4! NO WAY AM I LETTING MY DAUGHTER WEAR ANY MAKE-UP!

Call me a Hypocrite, Right now I don't care. I don't know whether to be mad she took our make-up bag without asking, or upset and worried that she is even thinking about wearing make-up at such an age!

"MICHELLE JOE LAMBERT, WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" I yelled from the door way, startling her.
Michelle then quickly turned around with the most innocent eyes ever replying, "Making myself look pretty."

Oh boy…where is Adam when I need him…oh that's right in a coma.

I then walked into Michelle's room with confused eyes and slowly took the make-up out of her hand smiling. I then sat her on the bed as I got a make-up remover wet towel and started freeing her face from all this junk that really Adam and I shouldn't even wear, but whatever it's different for us… we are adults, Glitters is only three! After I had finished removing the make-up I then questioned Michelle, "Honey…why were you putting make-up on? That's for adults only"

Michelle then sighed, "Sorry daddy…I just wanted to make myself look prettyful."

No. My daughter DID NOT JUST SAY THAT & THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL AM I GOING TO LET MY DAUGHTER GROW UP WITH SELF ESTEEM ISSUES JUST LIKE I DID. NO WAY AT ALL.

I nearly burst into tears, to hear those words come from my daughters mouth killed my heart even more that it already was. I then quickly replied hugging Michelle tightly, "But you are prettyful Michelle, There is no words to describe how beautiful you look… you're my and daddies gorgeous angel, don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise."

What she did next was PRICELESS, she looked up at me with her big blue puppy dog eyes, grabbed me arms that were around her and smiled, "Daddy I know I'm very prettyful...remember I'm the princess...but you and daddy can still use the make-up if you want."

Haha well I think Michelle is just fine, I probably just over reacted a little...OKAY maybe A LOT. I'll just leave it at that I thought to myself. I couldn't help but giggle to myself as I picked up Michelle off the bed, "thanks glitters I think me and daddy will take you up on that advice."

Moments like this, is what makes parenthood worth it. They can say whatever they like and it may seem a bit hurtful, but in the end you know that they have no idea what they really just said.

I then locked up our house and buckled Michelle into her child restraint. Before we went to see Sam in the sick children's fairy garden, we went to visit Adam...of course he didn't say much, as per usual. Seeing Adam so still and quiet just breaks my heart more and more each time...I'm surprised its still beating, but i really don't know how long I'm going to last.

"HI DADDDYYY! GUESS WHAT ME AND DADDY ARE DOING TODAY! WE ARE HAVING A PICNIC WITH SAM MY NEW FRIEND I MET AND GUESS WHAT! HE IS A BOYYY!" Michelle exclaimed jumping onto Adam's bed picking up his arm and draping it over her.

The courage and hope my daughter has is more than I'll ever have for anything ever again.

I couldn't help but giggle that Michelle had just told Adam her new friend was a boy haha, I wouldn't of been surprised if Adam had woken out of his coma on hearing that! After we spent about an hour with Adam I then said my goodbyes leaving a kiss on my husband's fore head and carrying Michelle into the elevator, as we left Adam's room from the corner of my eye I could see Michelle leaning over my shoulder and waving goodbye to Adam.

Her hope and innocence is about the only thing that keeps me going these days...

After about two minutes of walking from the elevator we arrived at the children's garden it was beautiful as usual, so peaceful and calming. As soon as Michelle spotted Sam she practically jumped out of my arms and ran over to him.

"HI SAAMM!" Michelle beamed.

"Hey Michelle" Sam smiled.

Today Sam didn't seem to well...I always wonder why he is in hospital for...hmm he must have a sick relative or maybe just appendices or something like that...and come to think of it he is always alone in this garden...? Hmm it's probably just me I thought to myself.

When Sam and Michelle had stopped playing with their toys and mucking around I set out the rug and food I had brought and called them over to eat. Sam was really shy at first and didn't want to eat, he thought it would be rude of him for some reason.

"C'mon Sam dig in, I made these just for you and Michelle" I said smiling.

"Thank-you but I didn't want to be a bother" the small frail child replied.

A bother...? I can't believe he just said that...he isn't a bother. He is a miracle without him the other day I would've given up...& Michelle would be in an orphanage right now and as for him, well he would be sitting alone right now.

"Sam! Please don't be silly, you're not a bother...you're like another one of my own children to me, and my children eat...so you better eat up" I said playfully joking around. I will never forget how his face lit up...the sparkle in his eyes. But I don't understand how what I said made him so happy...oh well it was heartwarming to see him happy like that.

As we finished eating I started to pack up everything while Michelle and Sam were looking for four leaved clovers, then all of a sudden I felt as if a ball was bouncing inside my stomach. The baby kicked for the first time! I was so excited...yet hurt that Adam wasn't here.

"Michelle, Michelle! Come quick!" I shouted excitedly.

Michelle then quickly ran over to me full of curiosity, "what's wrong Daddy!" she asked looking the slightest bit worried.

I then grabbed her small hands and placed them on my now quite large baby bump, "Can you feel it glitters?" I squealed excitedly.

A wide grin then spread across her face, "I FEEL IT, I FEEL IT DADDY!"

I then remembered Sam, oh no… he must be feeling so left out right now! So I quickly called him over aswell, "Sam, Sam, come over quick!"

When Sam then came running over excitedly I then placed his hands over my bump. The amazed look that spread across his face was priceless. This boy really inspired me such a sweet soul his parents should be really proud of him.

He then replied practically glowing, "Wow, thank-you so much for letting me share that with the both of you...it was beautiful."

"Don't thank me...thank nature and my husband for giving me this beautiful gift that I can share with the world." I answered smiling and holding out my arms to both the children.