Sunny

The kids are running around in the woods, previously this year we built a treehouse, on a sunny day this area looks like a small paradise. I sit and read a book as the delicious aroma of omelette fills the air, I wish I had a chef to make my lunches when I was younger.

The window to the kitchen is wide open, I see Callum leaning over the frying pans. Everything he did looked so natural, like cooking was the easiest thing in the world. I wonder what made him interested in cooking, I never thought about it before. What if his mom made delicious food and she got him into food at a young age, then decided to learn to make the delicious food himself. What if he was fat? I start giggling. No, there is no way Callum was fat, his slim character was one of his most noticeable traits. With his blonde hair he looked pretty, a tall blonde angel. I think back to him leaning in front of my face, his eyes are a deep ocean blue. I start blushing again, I need to stop thinking about this. "Its lunch time! Everyone can get their plates in the kitchen!" The horde of 60 kids dash towards the door and in minutes everyone is inside. I let out a sigh and head inside.

The kids are now as quiet as ever, I understand why, this is absolutely delicious. The girl that sits next to Callum tugs his sleeve, "your gonna be my husband right" he smiles and moves her onto his lap "no sweetie, but when you grow up you will find a lovely person who will make you super good food and love you for who you are" she looked sad, then looked my direction. "Are you married to Beate then?" I look in his direction and just smile, kids make the most random remarks. I look at him and smirk, careful now cal whatcha gonna reply. He then starts smirking to "well, we are getting married and actually you are all invited to the wedding" everyone looked at me, then at Cal, then at me. Callum laughed and said "and i'll make a cake" everyone smiled and cheered. Ugh what an idiot…..

After lunch I punched him on the shoulder "you idiot, what are the kids gonna think now….." He bursts out in laughter. Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! "Your acting like a child Beate, it's just a joke" I look at him, but my frown turns into a smile and I begin to laugh "well you owe me a big cake thats for sure" he laughs and as he heads to the boys bedroom to put them to bed, I tell him as he goes "when the kids are asleep i'll come help you with the dishes."

I step into the girls bedroom "let's take a nap, and i'll wake you up later so we can play" they all head to their beds, "Beate can you sing us a song please" I look at them "awww sweeties, i'm not the best singer you know that.." they look at me with puppy eyes "bu...but we love your singing" I shake my head smiling "well alright."