You walk into the living room seeing your husband, Elias with your three sons on top of him. Your oldest, Reggie, your middle, Orson, and your favourite child, the youngest, Chosen.

Elias:" hey darling...a little help here?"

Your three kids continue playing on top of elias.

Elias: "ow! Chosen, don't bite me! Reggie, stop pulling my hair! And you, orson! Stop kicking my leg!"