ALLISON. “A party?” I glanced at my baby who was very well-behaved in her stroller. “Yeah, I think that would be nice.” “How exciting! I think we came here at the right time,” Emily gushed. “What party do you have in mind?” Quinn asked while sipping some water. “Honestly, I’m not really good with parties. But I also want to celebrate Amaris’ first month. It’s a huge milestone for a baby,” I said. Liam glanced at Amaris in her stroller, her tiny hand gripping his finger. “If we’re throwing her a party, let’s make sure it’s something special. What about a small gathering outside? A quiet garden setting could work.” He turned to me. “What do you think, Allison? Something simple but nice?” “I like that idea. Amaris won’t remember it, but I’d love for her to have a peaceful celebration su