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She's like 3 or 4 months pregnant right now and Jude is ten, Theo is six, and Stella is 4 1/2
                          
ps I attached the song gospel by the national bc it fits with the end of the chapter so if it doesn't load here, I suggest looking it up on YouTube (:

                          
*Norah's POV*
                          
"....and six times ten is what?" I asked Jude, my eyes trained on the almost finished sheet of problems in front of us. "Come on baby, you know this."
                          
"Sixty," he answered with a small frown. "But you can't have a square root of sixty."
                          
"You can in a calculator."
                          
"That's cheating!"
                          
I groaned loudly and dramatically flopped my head onto the table, which got an equally loud laugh out of him. 
                          
"Mom," he giggled, poking my head with his pencil. "You should go to bed, you look tired."
                          
"I'm tired of these problems!"
                          
"They're supposed to be fun, mom. That's why people do them."
                          
"Well."
                          
I ruffled his hair and helped him put away the pencils while Theo sat on the counter drinking milk and eating entirely too many cookies for his age. 
                          
"Darling," I sighed, cupping his face in my hands. "What am I going to do with you?"
                          
He grinned. "Let me eat more cookies?"
                          
I was about to respond when Stella came tearing through the kitchen completely naked and covered in bubbles, her hair soaking wet and sticking up in every direction as she squealed. 
                          
"What the-" Jude started as I watched Ernie run after Stella, his nose also covered in the same suds. 
                          
But the most shocking plot twist came when Harry skidded around the corner after them, except he was even wetter and didn't have the balance Stella did so he flew past the doorframe and crashed into the wall with a very loud crash. 
                          
"Oh my god," I half-laughed, my hand covering my mouth as Jude ran over to the heap of inked arms and legs. "Harry, are you okay?"
                          
"Do I look okay?" He groaned, pushing himself up from the sud covered floor. "Dammit, I think I threw out a disk."
                          
"Daddy," Stella whimpered as she came into the room, her lower lip trembling and her eyes wide with pain. "I-I got a booboo, daddy."
                          
"Oh, puppy," he gushed as he crouched down and carefully inspected her outstretched hand. "It's okay, baby. Daddy will kiss it and make it better, how's that?"
                          
She smiled and he chuckled as he showered her arm with kisses, which eventually turned into little bites and more laughing from both of them. 
                          
"Come on boys," I sighed, shaking my head at the cackling pair on the floor. "Time for bed, let's leave the crazies alone."
                          
"Mommy," Theo mumbled sleepily as I picked him up and balanced him on my hip. "I'm not sleepy, I swear."
                          
"Really, darling?"
                          
"I wanna stay up with Jude, mommy," he pleaded softly, his eyes drooping with sleep. "I'm not tired at all."
                          
"Jude is going to bed too," I assured him as he reluctantly surrendered and nestled down under the sheets. "Goodnight, darling. I love you."
                          
"Love you too, momma."
                          
I gave him a few kisses and after making sure Jude was really going to sleep and not texting, I grabbed a rag and trudged down the stairs to clean up the bubbly mess in the kitchen and hallway.