"Mummy! We're running late!" Five year old Luna half-yelled as she looked towards the direction her mother was supposed to come through.
"Mummy always makes us late," her sister and twin, Sophia concurred, while scribbling on her art book.
They were both dressed in their uniforms, with their backpacks ready and in front of them.
A while later, Ivanka showed up, carrying their lunch packs.
"Mummy always makes you late, huh? How about you start going to school without your lunch packs?" She rolled her eyes at them.
Their eyes beamed as they looked up at her.
"Sophia said that, not me!" Luna defended.
"You started it!"
Ivanka laughed as she set the lunch packs down and fixed her own bag.
"Okay, let's go now."
She took their lunch packs, while they took care of their backpacks and fo
