A Year Old

“Sammy, blow the candles!” Christine said with delight.

 Sammy claps her hands with joy and walks with ginger steps towards the table. She attempts to puff in the air as she pouts and her chest expands. Tired, she pauses with her lips contracted and then huffs the breath with all her might. 

“Oh, Oh!” All shouted in the background as something blew across Sammy and onto the cake.

She