Mallory, Mark and Angelina
Mallory: Mallory sighs, trying to use the day to make several meals to freeze. Her kitchen was a mess. She glances at her twins, sleeping in the portable crib. Thank goodness for their nap. She sighs when she hears Angelina start yelling from her room, grabbing a towel to wipe her hands.
Mark: Mark bounces the baby girl, trying to calm her, "Relax, hon."
Mallory: She sighs, hearing his voice. She heads up to Angelina's room. "I can put her in the back carrier and work."
Angelina: Angelina reaches for her mother. "Ma ma."
Mark: "I'll do it."
Angelina: "Ma ma!" She hits her father.
Mark: He sighs, handing her over, "You don't really need to. I can."
Mallory: "She's not listening Mark." She holds her daughter. "Do you want to help Mommy?"
Angelina: The little girl sucks on her finger. "Pay."
Mark: "That means no."
Mallory: "Mommy has to make dinner baby. You can help."
Angelina: She sulks.
Mark: He sighs, watching her, "Just let her go downstairs. She'll be fine."
Mallory: "Come on baby."
Angelina: The girl continues to sulk.
Mark: He watches closely, "Knock it off, Angie."
Angelina: "No." She shakes her head at her father.
Mark: "I said yes."
Mallory: Mallory puts her into her high chair. "You can help Mommy." She pulls out some of the edible playdough she kept on hand for the girl.
Angelina: She makes a face at her father, grabbing the playdough.
Mark: "Try me, I'll take you back to your room."
Angelina: She yells "No" at him.
Mallory: Mallory sighs when Joseph wakes, whimpering.
Mark: He grabs the girl, carrying her back upstairs after putting her dough down.
Angelina: "No!" She keeps yelling.
Mark: "Yes. You're going to sit and think of how you're acting."
Angelina: "Hate Da."
Mark: "Good." He folds his arms, watching her sit in time out.
Angelina: She throws a fit, turning red.
Mark: He doesn't do anything, just watching her.
Angelina: She gets up off her spot, running towards the door.
Mark: He catches her, putting her back into her chair, not saying a word.
Angelina: She hits him, getting back up and running towards the door.
Mark: He sighs, sitting her back down.
Angelina: "Bad Da." She screams.
Mark: He doesn't say anything to her, letting her scream it out.
Angelina: She turns red, choking as she keeps yelling.
Mark: He ignores her, letting her have her tantrum.
Angelina: She gets up, biting her father hard.
Mark: "No!" He glares at her.
Angelina: "Bad!"
Mark: "You are. Go sit down."
Angelina: "No!" She bites his hand.
Mark: "Yes." He yells.
Angelina: "Bad Da." She looks satisfied.
Mark: "Go sit down." He points.
Angelina: "No." She stomps her foot.
Mark: He picks her up and pushed her back.
Angelina: "Hate me!"
Mark: He doesn't answer her.
Angelina: She starts to cry, hoping he'll cuddle her.
Mark: "Sit for two minutes and then we'll talk."
Angelina: She crosses her arms, pouting at her daddy.
Mark: He checks his watch, waiting for the two minutes to be up. He gently lifts her when it is, holding her close.
Angelina: She pushes him away, mad.
Mark: "Stop or I'll make you sit again."
Angelina: "Hate!"
Mark: "So stop."
Angelina: She sniffs. "Meanie."
Mark: "Well, you have to behave."
Angelina: "No."
Mark: "Yes."
Angelina: She shakes her head at her dad.
Mark: "Just stop, baby."
Angelina: She shakes her head harder, being stubborn.
Mark: He sighs, "Fine, then go sit back down." He points.
Angelina: She shakes her head. "No." She moves to bite his arm.
Mark: He grabs her cheeks, "You do not bite. Or I'll bite you back."
Angelina: "Ow!" She screams.
Mallory: Mallory runs upstairs. "Angelina?" She hears Mark's last words. "I'll take her."
Mark: "No, you won't." He shakes his head, "She's in trouble, I didn't even hurt her."
Angelina: She reaches for her mother.
Mallory: Mallory sighs. "Mark, take five minutes." He looked so angry.
Mark: "No, I won't. She needs to calm down."
Mallory: She reaches for the baby. "She will."
Angelina: "Ma!" Angelina yells, sniffing.
Mark: He shakes his head, "Get her away from me."
Mallory: "Stay here Mark." She takes the girl. "Angelina were you bad to Daddy?"
Angelina: "No!" She shakes her head.
Mallory: "Angelina, we don't fib."
Angelina: "He mean!"
Mallory: She sighs. "I think you need a time out. You need to be a good girl." She carries the girl towards her bed. "You are going to sit here for two minutes."
Angelina: "No!"
Mark: He smiles, watching his wife from the door.
Mallory: Mallory sighs, putting her down.
Angelina: "Mean ma!" She yells.
Mark: He sighs, wrapping his arms around his wife.
Mallory: Mallory leans on Mark, watching her watch.
Angelina: Angelina finally stops, staring at her parents.
Mark: He leans in, kissing his wife.
Mallory: Mallory smiles, whispering. "Want to pick her up?"
Mark: He nods, gently picking up his daughter, "Better?"
Angelina: "Lovey me?" She whispers, her face puffy.
Mark: He nods, "So much, baby."
Angelina: She leans against him. "Mean ma."
Mallory: Mallory sighs.
Mark: "She isn't. Stop saying that."
Angelina: The little girl sucks her hand. "All mean Gelly."
Mark: "You need to take a nap."
Angelina: "No." She shakes her head. "No night night."
Mallory: Mallory glances to Mark. "Why don't you and Angelina come help me finish quietly?"
Mark: "Nah, she's taking a nap."
Angelina: "No nighty!" The little girl repeats.
Mallory: Mallory sighs. "Come on Mark."
Mark: He sighs, "Fine." He carries her downstairs.
Mallory: Mallory walks with him. "You can show daddy your playdough."
Angelina: The little girl nods on her father's shoulder.
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