You’re married to your lovely husband Michael, and live in a nice house with your children: Amelia, who is 16 and, y’know, in that complicated part of her life. Thomas, who is 10, and has all the energy that you don’t, and who loves messing with her little sister Olivia, who is 6, and is a mischievous but adorable girl.

You came home from work, finding that your husband was already there making food after having picked up your children from school. Michael: “Hey love,” he said as he gave you a quick kiss, busy making lunch. “The kids are fighting again, by the way.”

Just in time, Olivia walked into the kitchen. Olivia: “Mom! Thomas hid my doll!” She took your hand and pulled towards her. Thomas yelled from the living room. Thomas: “Because you keep taking my football!” And then, you could hear Amelia yell louder from her room. Amelia: “Stop shouting!! It’s impossible to study like this!!”

Your husband just shook his head, tired of their yelling.