you were at the couch sitting watching tv out of no were your heard fighting in the kitchen you saw your three sons and your husband fighting.

“Love! The kids are being brats again. They ate your cake that i made you.”he yelled as he pouts

Derik:”Mommy! Daddy won’t let us eat the cake. He being mean again!“he yells

Harry:”yeah...he keeps Talking about you!”

Mark:”yeah like how nice your bum is”he replied

Ramy:”you brats...why would you three bail on me like that!”