Highschool Lovers

that poor momma

The sound of chaos fills our home as I try to wrangle our four little whirlwinds. "Mia! Put that down!" I shout, glancing at my four-year-old as she holds a crayon like it's a magic wand, ready to unleash her creativity on our freshly painted walls.

"But, Mommy! It's art!" Mia replies, her expressive eyes wide with glee.

I take a deep breath, mentally bracing myself for the twin tornadoes that are just about to escalate the situation. "Charlie, Chandler, please don't climb the bookshelf!"

"I'm not climbing, Mommy! I'm flying!" Charlie yells, flapping his arms with a big grin.

"Fly, Charlie, fly!" Chandler echoes, her giggles making the whole situation more chaotic.

Just then, it hits me—silence. Absolute blissful quiet. Oh no. I turn to Adrien, who is busy trying to convince our little ones to help clean up the toys scattered across the living room.

"Adrien... it's too quiet," I say, feeling my heart race. "What do you think they're up to?"

"Let's go find them," Adrien replies, his brows knitting together in concern.

We move cautiously down the hallway, the sound of our footsteps muffled by the chaos that seems to have gone quiet. And then, there it is: the bathroom door slightly ajar, the muffled sound of splashing water within.

I push the door open slowly, and my jaw drops. There, inside the tub is  Luke, in a bubble bath—fully clothed! His bright blue onesie is thoroughly soaked, and the twins are giggling uncontrollably, while Mia holds a bottle of bubble bath like it's a trophy.

"Why is Luke in the tub?!" I exclaim, my heart racing as I step further in.

Mia beams up at me proudly. "His onesie was too hard to take off, Mommy! So we let him have a bubble bath instead!"

"AND we made it extra bubbly!" Chandler adds, splashing water everywhere.

"This isn't a good idea! He could catch a cold!" I say, panicking slightly as I glance at the tiny baby who seems completely unfazed by the chaos around him.

Adrien kneels next to the tub, his voice calm yet playful. "Okay, little ones, how about we make this a proper bath instead? Y/n, can you grab the towel?"

"Sure!" I dash out to grab a towel, shaking my head as I try to hide a smile at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation.

When I return, Adrien is already pulling Luke out of the tub, and I gently help him out of the soggy onesie and diaper. "Little buddy, you're all wet!" he says with a laugh.

Mia helps too, her small hands giving Luke a gentle pat on the head. "Look, Mommy! He's like a little mermaid!"

"Mermaid?" Adrien and I squawk in unison, suppressing laughter.

"Yeah! He's swimming in bubbles!" She giggles again, clearly on a roll.

As I wrap Luke in a warm towel, I glance at the twins who are still bouncing on the balls of their feet with excitement. "You two have too much energy. How do we solve this?"

Chandler grins and says, "Make another mess!"

"NO!" I laugh, a wave of humor filling the air despite the earlier chaos.

"Okay," Adrien says, drying Luke off. "How about we all go outside and find some bubbles we can actually blow instead of bathing in."

"YES! Bubbles!" Charlie cheers, racing out of the bathroom with Chandler hot on his heels.

As they dash out, Adrien chuckles, "You can't blame them for being excited about bubbles, right?"

"No. I just... we have our hands full, don't we?" I smile, my heart swelling with love for my chaotic little family.

"Always. But I wouldn't have it any other way." He leans down, pressing a soft kiss on Luke's forehead, and I can't help but feel grateful for the beautiful chaos that is our life.