I had already put my dress on the bed. It was a simple blue dress with flower embroidery that reached right above my knee. The perfect outfit for a day at disneyland.
When I came back downstairs everyone was already waiting even Zhoya. "Are you guys ready to go?" Roger asked.
We all nodded our heads and headed outside where the car was waiting for us.
We drove to disneyland and the closer we got the more exciting Milan and Amari got. They actually look pretty good. Marco did a great job at dressing them up even though Aunt Lydia had to help him here and there.
"We're going to have so much fun pearl." Milan said excitedly as he smiled at his baby sister. Amari nodded her head eagerly, her ponytail swinging from left to right, hitting the side of Marco's face.
"I wanna see Aladdin." Amari said, "Do you wanna see Aladdin?"
"But Aladdin is boring." Milan pouted. "Right dad, it's boring right?"
"Aladdin is not boring." Amari said, her voice raising a little. My feisty little girl. I chuckled.
"Peter Pan is better. I love Peter Pan."
"No!," Amari yelled, "Wendy is not nice."
"What do you mean, pearl? Have you ever seen the movie?"
"Okay, okay... We will visit both okay?" Marco said in a soothing voice.
"I want cake too."
That was Amari asking.
"You already ate so much cake, babygirl. It's not good." I said caressing her chubby cheeks. She gave me the puppy dog eyes. "Mommy..!"
"No, Amari. You will not have anymore cake. Tomorrow it's your birthday then you can have all the cake you want."
Her eyes lit up and she smiled widely at me. "Cake, cake, cake!"
Aunt Lydia sat next to me, laughing at Amari's facial expression and happiness. "Such a bundle of joy." She muttered softly.
..........
"I'm hungry, mommy." Milan whined after we exited the Peter Pan attraction.
"I know a good spot to eat. Let's go to Annette's Dinner, they serve the most delicious burgers and milkshakes." Zhoya said.
We went to Annette's Dinner, it was such a beautiful place. The kids felt so at ease and it wasn't so crowded, so we could eat and talk in peace.
"Was it fun today?" I asked Amari and Milan as they took a sip of their milkshake.
"Yes." they both yelled out in unison.
"I love candy cotton." Amari said happily.
"Cotton candy." I corrected her. "What about you Milan?"
"Peter Pan was so fun... And oh when I saw Mickey. He's even better in real life mom." Milan's eyes sparkled from excitement as he said that.
"I like the ice cream." Marco said and Roger nodded his head at that. "Yes, the ice cream was so good. It was worth the wait."
The line for ice cream was so long, they had to wait thirty minutes. Luckily in the end it all paid off.
We talked a little more and then we were ready to go home. It was such a fun day at disneyland. We all had a good time and I got to know Zhoya and Roger better.
When we arrived home, Milan and Amari showered, and then they could watch a movie before going to bed. It took fifteen minutes to choose a movie. Moana it was.
Marco and I sat on the balcony in our room gazing at the stars and the moon. It was a beautiful night.
"Did you had fun today?" Marco asked, sitting down next to me.
"A lot of fun."
"Mmh, me too." He said. We stayed silent for awhile until he let out a deep tiring sigh.
"What?" I asked as I studied his expressionless face.
"You're here." He whispered softly.
"Huh? What?" I was confused.
"I said you're here." he repeated.
"Yes, I am." I furrowed my brows in confusion.
"I still can't believe it."
"Well----," I didn't know what to say. The only thing I could do was stare at him, waiting, until he says something else.
"I-- You have no idea how much I missed you. How sorry I am. Like, you just have no idea."
"Of course I do." I said, "Marco, I think mine was even worse. I cried for days. I couldn't get over you. Like ever."
"No you don't pudding. You don't. Do you have the feeling that even though the person is next to you, you are still afraid. Because I do. I'm afraid that I'll lose you again and that you'll never come back. I always think about the what if's. What if you would never come back? I would probably go insane."
I stayed silent for awhile and sighed deeply. "I'm here to stay, Vasilios. And I know what you feel. I know exactly what you feel. Come here."
I opened my arms and hugged him tightly.
"Please stay forever." He mumbled softly.
"As long as you don't do stupid stuff."
"Does buying a High top sneaker for Amari count as stupid?" He asked, still hugging me.
"Tell me it's not the Giuseppe one. Those cost almost five hundred bucks."
"That's the one."
"Vasilios!"
Jillian Malik P.O.V
"Happy birthday, Amari!"
I can't believe that my baby girl is three years old today. She's growing up so fast.
She looked so beautiful in her pink dress that Aunt Lydia bought for her as a present. She even wore heels. Zhoya and Roger bought those for her. They were so cute, pink heels with fluff in the front. I was so against it in the beginning, but later on I insisted. It's her birthday after all and I wanted her to feel special.
Zhoya made a three layers red velvet birthday cake with a lot of whip cream. She and Roger decorated their house so Amari could feel extra special today.
Early in the morning Marco and Milan went out. They are still not back yet and it was already nine. In a half hour we would have breakfast.
I was worried. Both of them were so suspicious this morning. Marco tried to sneak out of the room, but when he opened the door I immediately woke up.
"We're home." I heard from the living room. Amari immediately ran towards them while I followed her. I let out a loud gasp as I saw what was now in the living room. Unicorn balloons, roses, and a whole bunch of designer bags.
I was about to say something when my eyes caught a movement outside. "Is that a---,"
I couldn't finish my sentence, because of how shocked I was. Completely and utterly shocked. I can't believe my eyes.
"A pony?" Marco finished my sentence for me and grinned sheepishly, "Yes, it is. Isn't she beautiful?" He looked outside the window and stared at the pony in awe. "Her name is rainbow."
"You...you bought a pony for her?" I stuttered, I was still shocked.
"No, I mean do you want me to buy it for her? I just rented this one for a couple of hours." He said nonchalantly. As if normal dads would do that for their daughter's third birthday.