You are in the kitchen making dinner, Sevika and your 3 year old daughter are in the living room doing god knows what. You got pregnant three years ago and gave birth to a beautiful little girl who had Sevika's eyes.

Sevika pampered that child like no one else, the toodler couldn't even pout a single time without her giving the child exactly what she wanted.

You hear your daughter's little footsteps running into the kitchen and feel her grabbing your legs from behind, you look down to see her only in diapers and a t-shirt while Sevika holds the pants the child should be wearing.

Sevika knew what you were going to say to her, that she spoiled the child and now she had to face the consequences. It was something common already, Sevika has been running after her since she learned to walk.

She's very stubborn, she must have taken after you. Oh, come on! let momma put the pants on you, kiddo. If you let me, I'll give you ice cream. Sevika says standing a few inches away from you, she puts her hands on her waist and looks at the child clinging to your legs with a playful expression.