Imaginary Birthday


Simon picked out the movie.  Simon announced that he would be pushing play.  And Samantha was bored.  As the previews played through, a little light bulb flickered on in her head.

With the menu up, Simon dashed across the room to the play button.

Samantha called out, “Hey, Simon!  I have a present for you!”  She held out an invisible package.

Right in front of the DVD player, Simon spun around, his entire body lit up with excitement.  “Oh, thank you!”  He raced back to his invisible present, carefully setting it on the couch before racing back to the play button.

Samantha called out, “Hey, Simon!  I have another present for you.  It’s your birthday!”  She held out the invisible package.

Right in front of the DVD player, Simon spun around, his entire body lit up with excitement.  “Oh, thank you!”  He raced back to his invisible present, carefully setting it on the couch before racing back to the play button.

Samantha called out, “Hey, Simon!  I have another present for  you.  It’s a baby unicorn!”  She held out the invisible package.

Right in front of the DVD player, Simon spun around, his entire body lit up with excitement.  “Oh, thank you!”  He raced back to his invisible present, carefully setting it on the couch before racing back to the play button.

Samantha called out, “Hey Simon!  I have another present for you.  It’s a baby jaguar!”  She held out the invisible package.

Right in front of the DVD player, Simon spun around, his entire body lit up with excitement.  “Oh, thank you!”  He raced back to his invisible present, carefully setting it on the couch before racing back to the play button.

Samantha called out, “Hey, Simon!  I have another present for you.  It’s a car!”  She held out the invisible package.

Simon paused.  He looked back at her, narrowed his eyes for a second, and then grinned.  He spun back around, punched play on the machine, before bounding back to her for his next, and now last, un-present.

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2 thoughts on “Imaginary Birthday

  1. At first thought, I’d like to have a camera in your house. On second thought, I’d much rather continue reading this brilliant little accounts of pure joy!!!!

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