Sometimes Wishes Are Neverending!!: Chapter 8 - Gen 12

Not again!!!

I went to the mailbox and found Zina had been sent a doll just like Zac's

This doll thing was really bugging me.

I would love to know who was sending these dolls for the kids.

I was now a Lead Guitarists at work, my pay had gone up dramatically and we were no longer having to worry over money. We were also receiving a lot of freebies from manufactures just for being celebrities, most of which we did not really want and we sold for extra cash. As Zac's birthday was fast approaching we decided to get some ourdoor toys for the garden.

"I thought these were for the kids to play on not you"

Violet was laughing at me because I had been out in the garden for ages

"I never got any of this when I was a child"

"I thought your family were rich"

"They were but playground toys are not really something a vampire would worry about, we were never encouraged to play outdoors when we were children because of the sun"

"Come and play hopscotch"

"I don't know how you play it"

"Your joking?"

"No"

"What am I supposed to do with this rock?"

"Throw it on one of the numbers"

"Move over and I'll show you"

"Is that it?"

"Yeah"

"and this is supposed to be fun???"

"For kids it is"

"How about some adult fun?"

"What the hot tub?"

"No the tree house"

"Wes we can't"

"I won't tell the kids if you don't!!"

"No Wes, someone might see us"

"How can they - come on"

Zac was keeping me and Zina awake at night

To let Zina get some sleep I decided to keep him occupied and made a start on teaching him how to walk, something neither me or Violet had bothered to do yet.

"What are you doing its 3am?"

"He won't sleep, I am surprised you are up"

"I went to bed too early I think"

"Yeah and you have snored your way through all the racket again,

I don't know how you do it!!!"

"I am wide awake now, you go to bed and I'll teach him how to walk"

Violet had a right go at me for taking Zina out for a stroll because of the way I was dressed. Ok so I live in my sleepwear - I am not bothered about walking into town with just shorts on and barefoot, so why should she. I am inappropriate and it really does not bother me how I am dressed.

It is Zina's birthday

Zina turned out to be a carbon copy of me with my hair and eyes.

Zac and Zina were toddlers together for only a short time but I noticed they did not really interact with each other, both of them too preoccupied with their dolls.

Zac had his birthday and became a child, he gained the bookworm trait.

I had to laugh he is so like Violet

"Dad can you read me a bedtime story please?"

"So you actually intend to sleep tonight, that will make a change!!"

"Yes I am tired"

"I am trying to sort out your sister can you ask your Mom to do it"

"She is asleep already"

"Let me put Zina to bed then I'll be up, get into bed I won't be long"

"What are you doing in here - you have your own room to sleep in"

"I want to sleep with Mom"

"I broke my back getting your room ready for you and that's my bed you know"

"Pleeeeeeaase"

"OK - one night - tommorrow you sleep in your own bed!!"

I read him his story and was surprised at how quickly he fell asleep. I thought I might wake Violet up but as usual she did not stir - I swear she is a heavy sleeper and does not even know it!!"

I was not impressed I was relegated to a single bed, Zac's bed, the only other bed in the house. Sleeping in a narrow boat shaped bed at my age was not what I called fun!!

"Zac are you still playing with that doll?"

"His name is Jellybean"

"I don't care what his name is arent you a little too old to be playing with that now?"

"No - he's my friend"

"He is not your friend he is just a stuffed doll"

"But he is my friend he talks to me"

"Zac, grow up if you keep talking such stupidity I will be taking that doll off you, its time you grew up, talking of which, go and put it in your room, the school bus will be here in a minute"

I don't exactly know where he put the doll, but I know he went off to school in a sulk.

Generally though Zac was a good boy, he was never any trouble. Now he was a child he slept ok and he never really gave me any reason to shout at him. He kept himself amused, most of the time doing something constructive, he generally had his head in a book, was working on his writing skill and always did his homework when he returned home from school without be asked to do it.

"Zac if you hang on just five minutes this macaroni cheese will be ready"

"I would rather eat salad"

"Not you too"

"I like salad"

I had worked hard on improving my cooking skill so that he would not have to live on salad and he would much rather eat salad than anything else - salad was his favourite too, like for me and Violet.