"Daddy probably doesn't have magic, so the spell doesn't work. Why don't we try it? We are super babies with magic!" Little Zun Zun blinked his big eyes, clasped his hands together, pointed his index fingers at the air: "Shoo shoo... shoo shoo... shoo shoo..."
Little Sheng Sheng rolled his eyes unapologetically: "We don't have magic."
"If I say we have it, we have it. I'm the older brother, you have to listen to my command. Shoo shoo... shoo shoo... shoo shoo..."
Little Sheng Sheng sighed: "Alright."
Little Zun Zun immediately climbed off the bed, trying to turn on the music, but it was too high. He couldn't reach, so he scurried to get a chair, quickly climbed onto it, and turned on the music switch.
The Wedding March suddenly played.
Little Zun Zun and Little Sheng Sheng stood solemnly by Mommy's window, reciting a line each. They knew these spells by heart.
