Lily sat down at the kitchen table, a red crayon in one hand, a blue and a green one in the other. "Dear Daddy…" she wrote.

Dear Daddy,

Hapy Farther's Day! I lov u! Hre is the card I made u!

XOXOXOXOXO

Lov,

Lily

"That's very nice, Rose!" said Ginny, walking up behind her daughter, "but its time to go to bed."

Lily stood up and reached for her Momma. "Uppie?"

"Alright then! Up you go!"

As Ginny pulled her daughter into her arms, the little girl's feet flailed into the air and…..knocked over the juice glass that was sitting on the table. The golden juice flowed down the table, finding grooves and knotches so that the flow wouldn't stop. And, finally, in less than a second, the juice found the paper, and the red crayon mixed happily with the apple juice, and they lived happily ever after.

"Oh no! Lily, I'm so sorry, your card is all wet!" said Ginny, "Do you want to make another one?"

"No, I'm tired, Momma."

"Okay, maybe you'll make another in the morning."

Lily shook her head sleepily as Ginny carried the toddler up the stairs.

Lily let out a yawn before snuggling deeper into Ginny's shoulders. "Momma?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think Daddy will like his card?"

"I think Daddy would love your card no matter what it looks like!"

Lily smiled and snuggled deeper into the fiery hair surrounding her.

"Goodnight Mommy."

"Goodnight Lily."