Its a cold winters morning. The birds are singing and the sun rays are shining through the blinds. Inko and I are asleep until we hear Izuku, our eldest son, and Izumi, our youngest daughter, arguing in the front room. This happens every single morning so we’re used to it. Id stretch then yawn and made my way to the living room to see what was the problem

“Kids! Stop arguing!! It’s 6am in the morning and your mum is sleeping!! Keep it down!”

Id shout as I go back into my bedroom. Inko was awake

“Oh! Good morning my dear! Did you have a nice sleep?”