(scene opens in dim dining room, pandemic homeschool in session)
Delta: (climbing into his chair) Mommy, I was made for two things.
Me: (clutching coffee mug) Oh yeah?
Delta: Yeah. Eating chocolate and playing games!
Me: Those are good things.
Delta: And loving you! (big cheese five year old grin)
Me: (sound of heart melting) That’s three things.
Delta: Yeah. I made a mistake.
(scene opens in cold rainy kitchen, kids stagger in)
Me: (ladling out into mugs) Here, the heavy cream was about to go bad, so I made homemade hot chocolate.
Gamma: (sips) Yeah….no. There’s too much chocolate.
Beta: (sips) Meh. Too much cinnamon.
Me: There is literally a dusting in there. Barely enough to scent it. You’re nuts.
Beta: (shrugs, places it on the counter, leaves)
Me: (hands Alpha a mug)
Alpha: (sullen) No. (leaves)
(scene fades to black with Carrot holding three mugs of heavy cream hot chocolate)
