Cumulus: Hey, Twizzle. The baby’s kicking! Wanna feel?

Twizzle: Yeah! Wow, I feel them kicking hard!

Cumulus: Come on, let’s work on your homework. Let’s have mom help you. My pregnant mind can’t think anymore.

Twizzle: I don’t think that’s how it works, but ok.

Twizzle: I just told him to leave me alone, like I always do. If I’m persistent, he goes away.

Cumulus: Oh sweetie, I hate that this is happening to you. I proud of you for staying strong.

Twizzle: Thank’s momma. I just tune it out.

Cumulus: Way to have your mom’s patience. Come here.

Meadow: Are you sure you don’t want help? I didn’t get it until momma explained it to me.

Violette: I’m fine! I don’t need any help!

Cumulus: Violette, attitude.

Violette: Sorry, momma, and sorry, Meadow.

Cumulus: It’s alright. Here, I’ll help you.

Violette: … fine.