Mathilda's birthday 7
Tilting her neck, "don't worry, the kids will. Infact, our grandkids will." Elsa remarked.
"Hmm, I disagree with that." Alex said.
"Huh? Why?"
"Because kids have their own chores and aspects in the family. They can't be capable of doing somethings."
Realizing what he was saying, Isobel widened her eyes, "Ugh, how shameless are you."
Placing her hand in Isobel's shoulder, "just let them be, Isobel. You know sometimes, men are sarcastic." Elsa spoked fluently.
"Yeah, you are right, they are sure, sarcastic." Looking at Alex, "especially my husband." She pouted her lips.
"Huh, you didn't say that, did you?"
Sticking her tongue out, "yeah, now start groaning like a dinosaur."
Bursting into laughter, Kevin patted Alex's shoulders, "oh my, what the fuck. Damn dude, tell me you don't groan like a dinosaur?" Without waiting for his reply, he teased, "you don't, you don't, you don't, you don't." He laughed.
Rolling his eyes, "hahaha, funny, huh? Whatever." He scoffed.
"Now that's what am talking about. Angry but still handsome." Isobel said and bit her lower lip.
Raising his eyebrows, "you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"
Biting her finger, "maybe."
"Don't be ridiculous."
Sipping her glass of wine, "hmm, ahh, it's been a longtime since I tasted red wines. It's feels so good." Granny Mathilda sighed.
Widening their eyes, "huh, how did you get that?" Kevin and Alex inquired in unison.
Taking another sip, "since when you guys where busy ranting at each other?" She chuckled.
"Mom, you are to take juice and not red wines." Kevin stated.
"Says who?"
"Says me."
"And when did you become a physician?"
Bursting into laughter, "ah, Kevin you never told me you've become a physician, maybe I would have been your assistant." He whispered.
Scrunching his brows, "will you stop talking nonsense and think of a way to get mom a glass of juice."
"Uh uh, It's my day today and I don't want to have juice." Granny Mathilda remarked.