Katherine's P.O.V.
"PICK THE LOCK, WIND THE CLOCK, TURN THE TABLES. MEET YOUR MATCH UNTIL YOU MAKE YOUR MARK. NOW KINGS AND QUEENS ARE GONNA LIGHT THE SKYWAY, ALL YOU NEED IS A LITTLE SPARK. NO MORE ONCE UPON A TIME, NO MORE VERSE NO MORE RHYME. NO MORE PERMANENT INK, THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU THINK. IT'S A REBEL CAUSE WITH A ROYAL HEART, REWRITE IGNIGHT RESTART-" The screeching seven year old bounced about the Pierce family living room as she sang and yelled the words along with the song. Her brother being much more quiet, was playing video games on the giant tv.
"NADIA PETROVA!" I holler above my daughters yelling, which even though loud I had to admit was pretty cute. She stops and looks at me, her smile faltering for a moment, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong sweetie, you just need to quiet down a little bit. You're singing beautifully, but remember what your music teacher Aunty Care says?" I crouch a bit to look her in the eyes easier, and brush her hair out of her face.
"That yelling isn't singing, and if I want to always sing prettily to never yell the words but always siiinnngg." She sang the last word, and I laugh.
"That's right, very good." I stand back up and glance at my son, who's sitting up straight on the couch. "Five more minutes. Lunch is almost ready, I would like both of you to set table."
"Yes mommy." He reaches over and sets the miniature timer clock I have placed on the end table to five minutes before playing again. I smile and shake my head as I retreat back to the kitchen to finish lunch.
Returning to the counter I begin to stir the baked beans on the stove. As I am pulling the hot dogs out of the water I hear the timer go off in the other room and both sounds of video games and singing stop before I hear the little pitter-patter of my children's footsteps.
Nadia nearly runs into the room while Henrik walks calmly behind her. He is much too reserved for a seven year old. I reach into the cupboard next to me and pull out plates and glasses. While I am grabbing those to hand to them Henrik has grabbed three forks and Nadia put the ketchup, mustard and milk on the small window table. I had the plates to Henrik and Nadia runs back to take the glasses.
"Thank you sweetie." I say to them as I turn and pick up the plate and bowl with food, while also grabbing the hot dog buns.
Making sure to not drop anything I walk across the kitchen and set it down in front of my kids who are patiently sitting next to each other.
How in the world did I end up with two of the most wonderful, well behaved and patient children in the world? I slide into my seat across from them and smile as they have already grabbed and begun loading their hotdogs with ketchup and mustard. "Not too much, or you won't want to eat it." I warn with a soft laugh.
"Do you remember what tomorrow is?" I ask after taking a drink of my milk.
"Ummmm... Sunday?" Nadia asks, confused.
"No silly, we're going on vacation tomorrow!" Henrik exclaims and I giggle at his enthusiasm.
"Really?"
"Yes really, in fact we're all going to pack our suitcases after we clean up the mess in here."
"Yayayay!" her 'yays' begin to blend together in her excitement. Suddenly she stops, "Wait! Is Auntie Caroline coming?!" Henrik stops eating his beans and glances up to me.
"And Uncle Stefan." I say with a smile in Henrik's direction. He really liked Stefan, and was always super excited when he saw him.
"Does that mean Auntie Lexi is coming too?" He asks about Stefan's wife quietly.
"What do you think sweetie?" I smirk a bit, and they smile again. "Yay! I like Auntie Lexi! She and Auntie Caroline are so much fun!" Nadia squeals.
"Now finish your food."
"But Mommy-" I cut her off, "No buts sweetie, you need to finish what's on your plate before you leave the table." She only has a few bites of baked beans left as she all but gobbled down the hot dog.
"May I be excused Mommy?" I glance down at Henrik's plate, it's pretty spotless. "Yes, you may Henrik. Put your dishes in the dishwasher before you go upstairs to begin packing."
"Okay." He slides out of his chair and grabs the dishes before hurrying over to put them in the dishwasher and then almost runs out and up the stairs.
"NO RUNNING IN THE HOUSE." I call after him and the fast footsteps slow down. "Sorry mommy!" He calls back and I shake my head and look back at Nadia who's managed to finish her last few bites.
Standing up I grab my dishes and the plates that had been filled with food while she grabs her own and we both put them in the dishwasher.
"What do you say, shall we go start packing?" She nods and rushes towards her room which is right next to Henrik's upstairs. Mine is the master at the end of the hallway.
Shaking my head, wow I do that alot, I began to walk up the stairs as I listen to them calling to each other about what to pack.