The history book on the shelf is always repeating itself

The morning

In the Lyngstad-Andersson household, it was a hectic morning. Benny and Frida woke up first and went down to make breakfast for the whole family. Frida was feeling extremely tired that day and the pregnancy certainly didn't help. While Benny went to wake up the boys, she made her way to the girls' bedroom. She entered and saw them both still deeply in their sleep. She first woke Heléne let her adjust to the morning then went to wake Lotta. She kneeled down beside her bed and gently woke her up. Lotta opened her eyes but quickly closed them again. Her eyes hurt, she had a horrible headache and she felt like she needed to throw up. Without even opening her eyes she jumped of the bed and bolted into the bathroom down the hall, with Frida just behind her. She threw up and was feeling a little better now, but still felt miserable. Frida took her in her arms and led her downstairs into the leaving room, where she laid her on the couch while she went to fetch the fever thermometer. She placed it under Lotta's armpit, and they waited for 10 minutes. Meanwhile the rest of the family ate their breakfast in the kitchen. The time was up. Frida took the thermometer and looked at the number: 38.2°C. Frida signed, just the thing she needed. The day was already going to be stressful, but with Lotta sick it would be even harder. Just in that moment she heard the kitchen door opening and saw Heléne running towards the bathroom. Oh god, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, at least two kids sick. Really not ideal day to move, but they'll manage, they always do. It took them a bit more time but they were soon on the way to Polar studios just with a minor delay.