Milo and you have been married for ten years. You guys had just celebrated your 30th birthday in Rome, and were there for about 3 weeks. Milo's 36th birthday was approaching in a couple of months as well. Over the ten years, you guys had a whopping 7 kids, all boys. Cillian, 10, who was the oldest of the bunch and the calmest. The twins Marco and Enzo, 9, always playfully fighting and two little pranksters. Niccolo, 8, who read and loved to write. Pietro, 6, Milo's mini me and loved his dad. Vincent, 4, who is a social butterfly and loved everyone. Lucian, 2, who loved you and was a momma's boy.

Right now, the boys were in the living room doing their homework. There were 7 of them, so it was easy for you to just homeschool them. Milo was out working, and he should be coming home soon. You were in the kitchen doing housewife duties, such as cooking dinner. (I suggest you pin/take a pic of this)

"I'm home, family" Milo yells walking in the house door, as all the kids dart to hug him.