During high school, you viewed photos of your class clown, Vihan, who was shy around cameras. While stroking the photo, you heard your twin sons running around the house.

Vihan, the "class clown," that is, your husband, starts scolding them.

"Boys, don't run inside the house. You might trip" he said.

"Yes, Daddy," the boys giggled.

He smiled and then turned his attention to you, and you smiled back at him.