The Love From Vengeance

121 FOOD FIGHT

ARIEL’S POV

ONE YEAR AGO

1 had just finished a long day at work and was looking forward to coming home and relaxing. As I walked up to the front door, I could hear giggles and squeals coming from inside. I immediately knew that my three–year–old twins, Lukel and Janice, were up to something.

As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted with a sight that made my jaw drop. My once–tidy living room was now covered in a layer of food. There were bits of crackers, pieces of fruit, and even some spaghetti noodles scattered all over the floor. And in the middle of it all were my mischievous twins, laughing and throwing food at each other.

“Lukel, Janice, what on earth are you two doing?” I asked, trying to keep my cool.

“We’re having a food fight, Mommy!” Lukel exclaimed with a big grin.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at their innocent response. But then I remembered that I would have to clean up this mess, and my laughter quickly turned into frustration.

“Okay, that’s enough. We need to clean this up before Andre and the others come home,” I told them, trying to sound stern.

However, before I could even approach them, they both seized a handful of spaghetti and hurled it directly in my face. I stood there, completely covered in food, trying to process what had just happened.

“Lukel, Janice, that’s not funny!” I scolded, trying to wipe the food off my face.

of laughter. And in that moment, I couldn’t help but join in. I mean, how could I resist their infectious laughter? So I grabbed a handful of crackers and threw them at them, starting a full–blown

all laughing and squealing as we chased each other around the room, throwing food at every opportunity we got. I didn’t care about the mess or the fact that I would have to spend hours cleaning it up. In that moment, all that mattered was spending quality time

in food. Lukel and

mad at them. But instead, I just laughed and pulled them into a big hug.

a handful, but I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I said,

thean.

felt grateful for my crazy, chaotic, and absolutely

world happened around here?” He asked, scanning everywhere.

this was his parents‘ house, and those folks weren’t going to take this lightly. But to my surprise,

at any moment. But to my relief,

then suddenly, Andre let out a loud scream. “Food fight!”

second, but then I realized what was happening. I couldn’t help but laugh as Andre grabbed a handful of

André right in the face. He looked at me with mock shock

each other. The living room was

was reminded of the great and lovely man that he

all fell onto the floor, completely exhausted and covered in food.

think about how lucky I was to have such a loving and playful family. I may have had a long day at work, but *this food fight was exactly what I needed to unwind and

ones.

laugh about for years to come. And, of course, more