This is how our days typically start. We share breakfast by the windows, while trying to stop a recently grown-up Nounou from eating our eggs.

We feed Nounou in the kitchen, sometimes homemade cat food, sometimes from a bag. This is one day when Cleo and Cyril decided they wanted to eat with him and I decided they might as well.

Then they go play nicely upstairs in their room.

And I get Hannah’s school lunch ready. Nounou is terrified of knives, but somehow they also hypnotize him.

We also need to empty our fridge.

At 8AM, Hannah leaves for school.

And sometimes, the twins have a surprise for me upstairs.

Today it’s the wall — and half their bodies. I suspect that they managed to sneak markers out of their sister’s bedroom.

When I go hug them goodbye before school, I’m just glad I’ll be handing them over to their dad for the day.

“Moooom said you’re a baaaaaaby!”

“Nana, stoooop!”

Hannah has a Geography assignment to hand in.

We don’t, though, so we’re having fun with toy cars in the room across the corridor.

… because we’re playing with the twins, of course. We wouldn’t play with toy cars just for the heck of it.

… Apparently, we’re making too much noise for Hannah, who comes and asks us to turn it down a little.

Where my flying car thinks you’re no fun, Hannah.