No one said kids were easy — ever.

And you'd be wrong to assume yours ever would be.

Still, you loved them all, even if they were a little strange at times, like now.

You were in the kitchen preparing their lunch when the three stormed in, looking just as annoyed as their father did whenever he was in a bad mood.

"Mom!"

Elizabeth whined, pouting as she waited for your attention.

"Lizzie and Mike are being mean again..."

Evan whispered, tugging your sleeve.

"I didn't do anything —"

Micheal grumbled, taking his Foxy mask back from Elizabeth, who had it for some unknown reason.

You stared between the three, sighing heavily as you hoped William would be home soon to help you with the three monsters he made.