REMI
I entered the twins’ room as Cerys launched herself from Callum’s bed to hers. She crashed onto her mattress with a giggle while Callum watched her with disdain. When he noticed me, he perked up. “I tolds her not to, Mommy! I tolds her!” He scrambled off his bed and stomped over to me.
“You told her, huh?” I asked. Callum nodded his head before turning to scowl at his twin again.
“I fly like Fifi!” Cerys giggled, not at all concerned with the consequences coming her way.
“You not dagon!” Callum shouted back, adding a foot stomp in for emphasis. It was clear that I had missed plenty in this battle of wills when I sent them from the bathroom, freshly bathed and pajama’d, not twenty minutes ago. They were supposed to each pick out a book to read before bed while I cleaned up the b
