Chapter Three
Being the head of a household was too hard, especially for a man.
But...
Wait a minute, don't we have a daddy now?
I'll get daddy to do the washing!
With this thought in mind, Wilson raised a sly smile on his lips. He quickly pushed his sister to get up, repeating like a little parrot, "Get up, you getting up? Come on, get up."
Lena was driven crazy by this relentless nagging. Covering her ears didn't help, so her morning grumpiness was about to erupt. She sat up with a scrunched face and messy hair, shrieking, "Ahhh ahh ahh ahh..."
"Are you done yelling?"
The little girl pouted and rushed out with her disheveled hair, ready to tattle, "Mommy!!"
"Mommy, Wilson is so annoying, he won't let me sleep." Lena complained with an aggrieved tone, her eyes rimming red.
