"Haley Brady, get your ass back here right now," I yell.
Lorna and Maya giggle on the sofa.
David, Dennon, and Finley walk into the sitting room, all of them not happy.
"Mom!" Haley yells, she sounds as though she's going to cry.
The sound of feet pounding on the stairs tells me that Haley has gotten her way and Mia's on the way down.
"Sitting room now!" Mia's voice is just loud enough for us all to hear. Lorna and Maya's giggling has stopped and my boys sit their asses down on the sofa beside their twin sisters and wait for their mom and sister to come into the room.
"Mom's pissed," Dennon comments and I glare at him. He shrugs, "What? She is."
"Yeah and so would you be if you had to deal with all of you and your stupidity," I fire back.
"I'm not stupid," Finley says and David chuckles.
"Of course you're not sweetie." Mia says softly and I smirk.
"See at least someone agrees with me."
Mia smiles. "Yeah, stupid isn't someone who gets their head stuck down the toilet," her tone filled with sarcasm.
Something that's lost on my son. "Thank you," he says with a smile.
"Mom, are you okay?" Dennon asks, he's a mommy's boy. He'll do anything and everything for her, just like his dad will.
"No, I'm not." She takes a seat beside me and huffs, she looks tired. "I'm trying to put your brother to sleep and all we can hear is your sister and father screaming." She turns to glare at me. "He cries, you're going to settle him." My eyes widen before I slowly smirk. "Hudson, this isn't funny."
"No baby, I never said it was."
Her eyes narrowed into slits. "So why the hell are you smirking?"
"What's going on?" Finley asks.
"Mom's pregnant again," David responds, shaking his head.
"Eww." Haley says and I sit back in my seat and smirk when Mia spins her head to glare at our oldest daughter. Thank fuck I'm out of the hot seat.
"Eww? I'm not even forty yet Haley," Mia says affronted.
Haley takes a step back knowing that she's skating on thin ice. "Mom, I didn't mean it that way, just eww that you and daddy are still doing it."
"Doing what?" Lorna asks curiously.
I turn to my eight year old and her twin sister. "Nothing that concerns you."
Maya scrunches her nose up, "I bet it's kissing. They're always doing that."
"Anyway," Mia says changing the subject. "Want to tell me where you're going?" She asks Haley.
"I told you mom, I'm going to the mall."
Mia's eyebrows practically hit her hairline. "Dressed like that?" She points at the tiny belt that Haley calls a skirt and a tank top that doesn't even cover her stomach.
She puts her hands on her hips, she's so much like her mom. "Everyone wears these."
"Only the slutty ones," Dennon murmurs but we all hear him.