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.

moment, I couldn’t help but join in. I mean, how could I resist their infectious laughter? So I grabbed a handful of

mess or the fact that I would have to spend hours cleaning it up. In that moment, all that mattered was spending quality time with my

in food. Lukel and

at them. But instead, I just laughed and

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

thean.

living room, I felt grateful for my crazy, chaotic, and absolutely wonderful life with

world happened around here?” He asked, scanning everywhere. No kidding, the house

that. Apparently, this was his parents‘ house, and

nervously looked at Lukel and Janice, expecting them to start crying at any moment. But to my relief, they just giggled and looked

then suddenly, Andre let out a loud scream. “Food fight!” And after that, towards the

as Andre grabbed a handful of spaghetti

bowl of mashed potatoes and threw it back at them, hitting André right in the face. He looked at

screaming as we threw food at each other. The living room was now a complete mess, but I didn’t care. I was having the time of my life

one point, I looked over at Andre and saw him covered in food, still laughing and chasing the kids around. And in that moment, I was reminded of the great and lovely man that he was. He was

food. But the laughter and joy in our hearts made it all worth

have such a loving and playful family. I may have had a long day at work,

ones.

all still covered in food, with delightful smiles all over our faces. I knew that this would be a memory that we would never forget. A memory that we would laugh about for years to come. And, of course, more wonderful memories are yet to come. More to reminisce, more to think about. There is more to talk about and more to laugh about. Yeah, I said