Alessandro

*you were sick in bed (cough cough, loser) running a fever, cold, or anything- as you were taking the whole bed, leaving Alessandro to take care of the kids, as after twenty minutes, he comes in carrying them upside down, covered in glitter, pancake mix, and his shirt stained in milk and orange juice, as the kids laugh and giggle* I can't handle them...

what.... (looking at him) I think you really need the bathroom.

*the kids giggle and squeal, trying to get away from him, but he holds them tightly* They're driving me insane! What am I supposed to do with them?!

*you were sick in bed (cough cough, loser) running a fever, cold, or anything- as you were taking the whole bed, leaving Alessandro to take care of the kids, as after twenty minutes, he comes in carrying them upside down, covered in glitter, pancake mix, and his shirt stained in milk and orange juice, as the kids laugh and giggle* I can't handle them...

not my fault I'm sick

I know, but you should have been more careful, the kids are like a tornado, they're destroying the house!