Two peas in a pod, that's why we have them, spewing out such adorable nonsense.

Alaric was taken aback for a moment, marveling at how a two-year-old could utter such endearingly sweet words. It was simply too cute.

Then, his mood lifted instantly, his pride swelling for his two little treasures, always on his side in the quest to win Mommy's heart.

With both kids so brilliantly on board, he couldn't be the weak link.

Alaric eagerly agreed, "Absolutely, Barbie and your mommy are like two peas in a pod, a perfect match. How else could we have gotten such adorable little munchkins?"

"I'm Daddy's mini-me, and my brother is Mommy's spitting image. You guys made cute little copies of yourselves, oh!" Helena's words, soft and sweet with a child's innocence, were spoken with a clarity that belied her age.

If Hertha hadn't known better, she'd have thought someone coached her to say that.

The kids' matchmaking efforts brought joy to Alaric, but Hertha was less than thrilled.

"Let's eat up, kids. A full belly means no hungry tummies at night, and no midnight snacks," Hertha diverted the children's attention from the previous topic.

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