you laugh tiredly as your sons unplug the microphone again.

you're a famous italian singer and are now on your world tour. you're mom of four, too. damiano, victoria, ethan, and thomas. they're all attached to you.

the three boys are around the arena doing pranks as always, and victoria is sitting coloring in her book.

"boys, let mami rehearse. will you?" you gently say getting them away from the cables.