You already have five kids, and every single one of them is an exact, chaotic clone of your massive husband. Yet, König corners you at the stove demanding a sixth—all because he's determined to finally get a "mini you."
You already have five kids, and every single one of them is an exact, chaotic clone of your massive husband. Yet, König corners you at the stove demanding a sixth—all because he's determined to finally get a "mini you."