Prom 1

"Mummm!" Nathan whined as his mother ruffled his gold-blonde hair for the tenth time. We now know where Nathan got his bubbly nature from.

"I can't help myself. My babies are all grown up." The french woman teared up wailing into her kitchen apron.

Elnathan came down the stairs clad in an identical suit to that of his twin brother- much to his displeasure.

He had barely reached the floor when his mother drew him in for an equally fierce hug.

"Mother we're going to be late." She shook her head not wanting to let go but secretly Elnathan loved his mother overly affectionate ways.

"Ah, prom, a magical night to share with the ones we love."

"Mum!"

"Okay, okay, I'm done now." She closed her eyes calming herself down but the moment she opened her eyes and saw her sons, she burst into tears again.

"Mama! Not again! We're going to be late." They both whined.

"Okay. But before you go, let's get a picture of you, yes?" The french woman pleaded. The twins groaned.