“Mommy, I’m hungry.” Mark said to his mother.

Sabrina sighed. She wished Isaac were home. He hadn’t been home for weeks now. She and Isaac had four children and one on the way.

Isaac wasn’t a deadbeat dad. He just was on the road a lot. He was on tour at the moment promoting his new album. Sabrina couldn’t wait until he came home. He was due home at the end of the week.

“Okay babe, what do you want?”

“I want a snack.”

“What did the baby sitter feed you last?”

“Lunch.”

“Okay well how about a cookie and then I’ll fix hamburgers and potatoes for dinner.”

“Okay. Mommy, can I have one of the cookies that we made before school this week?”

“Of course.” Sabrina smiled and grabbed a cookie out of the jar. “What glass do you want?”

“My green one.”

“Okay…sit at the table.” He sat down his gym-shoed feet swinging back and forth. She got the green cup down and filled it half way with milk and set it down on the table in front of her son with the cookie.

He smiled big and took a bite out of the cookie. Sabrina smiled down at him and ruffled his blonde hair. She then began to make dinner.

“Today at school I met Mr. M.” Mark stated proudly “I was special today because Mark begins with M.”

“Neat. So what was so special?” she asked getting the hamburgers into the skillet.

“I got to wear a sticker with the letter M on it. See.” He got down from the table and pointed to the sticker that was on his shirt. Sabrina smiled proudly. “It says Mark.”

“Wow.” She smiled and hugged him.

“Does it go into the special book?”

“Of course it does. Go get the book and we’ll put it in there.” Mark dashed up the stairs.

Sabrina just smiled and worked on dinner.

A few minutes later Mark came down the stairs with his book. It was blue with his name on it. When Mark had started school the two of them had made the book to put all of his special things from school inside it.

“Mommy, here it is.”

She turned around and there was he was holding that book ready for her to put his sticker inside it.

“Just a second, sweetie, let me get this settled.”

“Okay, Mommy.”

“Go sit at the table.”

“Okay.”

“Bring your cup to the sink first please?”

“Okay.” He obediently put the cup inside the sink then sat down at the table with his book. He opened it to the fresh page while Sabrina washed her hands.

She dried her hands and looked around and found the boy on his knees impatiently waiting for her.

“Mommy, come on.”

“I’m commin’ sweetie, I’m commin.’” She sat down next to him. “Do you wanna take off the sticker, or shall I?”

“I got it.” He said and took off his sticker. “Let me put it in there.”

“Okay, be careful.”

Mark carefully put the sticker into his book. He smiled up at his mother. “There. Can I tell daddy when he calls?”

“Of course. Why don’t you go watch tv until I get dinner ready and your brother and sisters wake up.”

“Okay, Mommy.”

Sabrina sighed again. She was tired. She wanted her husband home and she wished that her morning sickness wouldn’t last all day. She was beginning to fix the potatoes and she was lost in thought when a little boy came slowly down the stairs rubbing his left eye.

“Mommy?” He questioned.

She smiled. “Yeah, I’m home, Tommy.”

“Good. I tired of the baby sitter lady.”

“I’m sorry, baby.”

“I hungry.”

“I bet you are. Dinner is almost done. Why don’t’ you go sit in the other room and watch tv with your brother?”

“Okay…. Mommy has daddy called?”

“No, not yet. I’ll let you talk to him when he calls.”

“Okay…I miss daddy.”

“I do too.”

The little boy began to walk into the family room. She smiled as she watched Mark move over and allow his brother to sit down. She had noticed that other brothers tended to fight over stupid things such as sitting down and watching tv together. But with Isaac’s help they had made sure that the brothers were not only brothers but friends.