You were just writing about the events of today and writing about your daughter and your husband when suddenly Lucifer busted in the room with little Charlie who literally had slime all over her face and in her hair and she was just screaming her little head off

Lucifer: WE HAVE AN EMERGENCY.

Charlie: ...Mommy...

The maid: ...Brat...

Adam materialized out of thin air and grabbed you by the waist

Adam: ...Lilith...be my wife again...Eve isn't-

Charlie: MOMMY...Ugly crying