Just a typical Sunday evening: a mother takes her two year old out of the bath, leaves him naked for two minutes to find him covered in blue pen and stickers, shouting: “Mama! Eyes!”
She puts pyjamas on her four year old who’s strangely cooperative and she hugs her lovingly. The daughter looks into her mother’s eyes and says, with a smile: “Mama, when you’re seven old, I’ll make you to die.”