I blow my ragged hair out of my face and plop on the couch wearily.

Just...one...more...kid.

"Alright, Arick, time to go to bed, now." I gripped his arm but he didn't give up moving his feet.

"Mommy, just one night!"

"No, you need to go to bed, Now."

"Pwease?" The toddler gave his pouty face."I want to go with daddy to ride the sleds with Sven, and I want to break the ice with the picks, and I want to give carrots to Sven, and I want to..." He trailed off and put a finger on his lips for a while.

Suddenly, he started tugging on my teal apron. "Pwease, Mommy??"

"You are going to bed. Now." I picked him up and plopped him on his bed. I then tucked him in and he surprisingly didn't through a fit.

He yawned. "Mommy, when am I gonna go to the mountains with daddy?"

"When your older." I brushed a kiss on his forehead and shut the door behind me. Thank goodness my children had never even thought of monsters before.

I had three.

My first one was Lena. She is 8 years old, and loves Elsa and is always ecstatic when I announce that she's visiting us. Lena's dream is to be exactly like Elsa. For instance, Lena is always sophisticated and dreams of someday being queen. She is a beautiful little girl with hazel eyes and strawberry-blonde hair, which is usually in two braids. Lena loves ice skating and dancing.

My next one was Arick who is 5. Always hyper, and loves his dad. He dreams of being the Arendelle ice deliverer. He also looks just like his dad- Blonde hair with blue eyes and always wearing cold weather clothing (I force him into summer clothes in the summer).

My last one was Christopher. 3 years old, loves the guitar. He usually just borrows his dad's and plucks at it to make sounds. He is always smiling and very shy. He was the easiest baby ever. Never crying, always happy.

Ever since I had Lena, me and Kristoff thought it would be best for our kids to not grow up in a castle, so that they could learn valuable life lessons, and not just be spoiled. For instance, I had to learn the hard way that you can't get engaged the same day you met the guy.

So, we moved to the outskirts of the kingdom in a decent-sized cottage with three bedrooms. We haven't had any space problems yet. When the kids get older they will probably want their own rooms though.

I heard the wind starting to pick up until it roared outside. I was a bit worried about Kristoff, because he was out doing a ice delivering job.

The door swung open and Kristoff burst in, shutting door behind him. "Another fucking blizzard." He pulled his frosty bandana off his face. "Is it your sister again?" I smiled at his sarcasm and replied.

"Sweetie, Your going to have to put out the fire and--"

He threw his gloves onto the couch and put them in my mess of two braids. Kristoff smiled and pushed his surprisingly warm lips against mine. I threw my arms around him and we kept on kissing.

I haven't had a moment like this in years.

"I love you" He managed to murmur before gasping for air and continuing to kiss.

"I love you too."