Kamille's POV
As the weekend sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the kitchen, I walked down the stairs with my kids already bathed and dressed.
We walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast and have some fun.
Of course I would be the one preparing breakfast.
Soon the tantalizing aroma of pancakes sizzling on the griddle filled the air, mingling with the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee for me and hot latte for the kids.
I moved about the kitchen flipping the pancakes and pouring steaming cups of latte into mugs adorned with cheerful patterns.
"Mom, can I help with the pancakes?" Reon asked eagerly, his eyes shining with enthusiasm.
I smiled warmly at him, nodding in agreement. "Of course, Reon," I replied, passing him some napkins. "You can help me give your siblings each."
"Okay mummy," He replied and went to his siblings sitting across the table to share their napkins.
"Mummy, thank you," Tyris said from her seat.