After completely freaking out that I only have one day to plan Casey's Birthday, the sun has set and it's time to take Casey to bed.

This will also be the moment where I will tell her about my career and I'm absolutely dreading it.

"Mama?" She questions softly, her head buried in my neck as I carry her upstairs. I hum in response, trying not to fall off the stairs while holding a child.

"I love you." She mumbles, melting my heart. "I love you too, very very much." I state genuinely, kissing her forehead.

We go through our nighttime routine and change into pajamas before I lay her in bed. We're staying with my mother for a while and so are my sisters. Casey and I had separate bedrooms while Ashley took the other and Mary-Kate volunteered to take the couch.

But it seems like Casey sleeps a lot better with me by her side and to be honest I also sleep a lot better with her by my side. It is weird, I slept perfectly fine alone before she came into my life, but now I can barely get any sleep without knowing that she is laying beside me.

I lay her down on bed, underneath the blanket before stepping in on the other side, sitting up in bed so I can play with her hair. She hums in satisfaction, closing her eyes.

I take a deep breath, mentally preparing myself. "Casey?" I ask her, wanting to have her full attention. "Elizabeth." She responds, making me chuckle.

It feels weird hearing her call me something else than mama or mom, especially Elizabeth.

"I want to tell you something." I say softly, resulting in her opening her eyes. She furrows her eyes before sitting up and looking at me intently.

"I'm sorry if I did something wrong mom, I didn't mean to I promise." She apologises. I shake my head, wrapping an arm around her. "No sweetie it's nothing like that. There's just something you should know about me." I reassure her.

"Oh." She slowly nods her head, which I take as a sign to continue. "I haven't been completely honest with you. Remember Ash from the movie Sing? And how she sounds just like Scarlett?"

She nods her head with pursed lips, giving me all of her attention. "Well that is Scarlett's voice. Scarlett is an actress, she plays in movies and sometimes she sings." I state carefully.

She looks at the blanket in front of her, carefully taking in the information. I take a deep breath before continuing. "I'm also and actress, that's actually how I know Scarlett, we played in the same movie."

Her head shots up at me, and she furrows her eyes before looking down again, her fingers starting to fidget with one another. It takes a few moments for her to speak up, but they feel like a life time.

"Mama, can I ask you a question?" She asks softly, looking up at me with confused eyes. I nod, praying to God it isn't the condom question. I'm begging you, please just let that go.

"Do you think I'm dumb?" She inquires sounding very serious. I tilt my head in confusion. I open my mouth to answer, but I have to recollect my thoughts first since I'm so taken aback by her question.

"N-no sweetie. Why would you ask me that?"

"Because you're acting like I didn't know already." She states, sounding slightly insulted. "You knew?!" I gasp at her, completely surprised.

She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "Mama I know you're old but there's this thing called the internet. It's actually pretty useful." She scoffs at me.

I blink a few times with wide eyes and an open mouth. She did not just call me old!

Okay yes I know that isn't what I should be focusing on, but my mind has trouble comprehending the rest so let's just focus on that.

"I'm not that old." I scoff, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. She giggles at me, leaning against my arm. "You really are a good actress."

I can't help but laugh at my daughter, wrapping my arm around her to hold her close. I kiss her forehead, a proud grin forming on my lips.

I can't believe this is my life. A 6-year-old, almost 7, who is practically a genius and genuinely has a kind soul. I couldn't be more proud of her and am excited to see the person she becomes, to see what she brings to this world.

"Do you know what you want to be when you grow up?" I ask her carefully while stroking her cheeks. She hums in thought, laying her head on my chest.

"At first I wanted to be a veterinarian, but I don't like birds and I don't want them to feel excluded, so now I want to be an actress. Just like you and auntie scar."

I close my eyes and pinch myself, making sure this is real. When I open them, she is looking at me with nothing but adoration. I don't know what I've done to deserve her, but whoever lead her to me, I promise that I'll dedicate my whole life to being worthy of her.

"Really?" I ask Casey, who nods. "Yes but I don't want to kiss boys." She states seriously, making a disgusted face. I chuckle at her, kissing her forehead once again.

"That's okay, you can just kiss girls instead." I joke with a wink, but I don't think she understood that it was a joke. She hums in thought before nodding.

Oh?

"You should go to sleep, we have a long day ahead tomorrow." I tell her, laying down. She shuffles over to lay in my arms. Or on top of me? I'm not sure what she is trying to do.

After a few moments of moving around and adjusting positions, she lays her head on my chest. "Are you comfy?" I ask her with a big grin, enjoying her presence and demeanour.

"Yes you're the bestest pillow." She mumbles softly, clearly drifting to sleep.

"Thank you for choosing me to be your mother." I say softly, closing my eyes and taking in this moment in an attempt to capture it forever.

"It's not like I had much choice." She giggles, making me laugh uncontrollably. I cover my mouth with my hand, not sure if others are already trying to go to sleep.

"I can bring you back if you want?" I tease her. She rapidly shakes her head, letting out a big yawn.

"I don't want you to bring me back." She mumbles while clinging onto my shirt.

"I won't." I say softly against her hair.

"Promise?"

I smile at her question. God this kid.

"I promise. It's you and me against the world."