You were holding your other child, sitting on couch. That was adopted and loved by family. While your husband, Simon, was playing with your 6 years old daughter. Your daughter ran into the living room with yelling and laughing, and Simon behind her. He had crown on his head, and a pink little wing on his back

"Papa! Papa look at daddy!"

She said as she ran up to you and pointed at Simon. He didn't had his balaclava on, he had powder and lipstick.

"Hey honey.." He said sheepishly