"AUNTIE RYZA, MAY CARRA COME TO HOUSE ?" SHE ASKED BY PHONE. I CANT SAY NO, SO AT NOON SHE CAME TO HOUSE AND PLAYED WITH KHANSA. ALONE WITHOUT HER MOTHER. SO IT COULD SAY ... HERE THE COME ... SCREAM, CRY, JUMP, AND MESS. WHEN KHANSA MEET CARRA IT CAN SAY, ANOTHER WAR. IN FEW MINUTES THEY PLAY, NEXT MINUTES THEY SCREAM, NEXT MINUTES ONE OF THEM CRY, NEXT MINUTES ONE JUMP AND ONE RUN, NEXT MINUTES MANY MANY MANY TOYS ON FLOOR AND THE REST ... MESS. SHE IS SO MUCH ACTIVE KID. 5 YEARS OLD. KHANSA ... SO MUCH ACTIVE TOO, 2 YEARS OLD. WHEN FEED THEM ... THEY JUST SIT BECAUSE I ASK THEM IN FIRM. WHEN BATH ... OH GOD ... SEEMS LIKE I BATHING THE TWIN ... SPLASH HERE AND THERE EVEN TO MY CLOTHES. WHEN AT THE END I CANT STAND TO SEE THE HOUSE TOTALLY IN MESS, I TAKE THEM TO PLAYGROUND ... AND OFF COURSE ALL POEPLE STARE AT ME CAUSE ONE JUMP ONE RUN AND USUALLY END WITH ONE SCREAM AND ONE CRY BUT THEY JUST BACK PLAY TOGETHER AGAIN. AFTER SEND HER BACK TO HER HOUSE, KHANSA JUST SLEEP AND SLEEP AND I CAN DRIVE SO PEACE AND SEEMS LIKE I FOUND HEAVEN. I WAKE UP AT 3 AND CLEAN THE HOUSE ... REALLY IT TAKE ALMOST 2 HOURS TO CLEAN THEM ALL. CARRA ... YOU ARE REALLY SO SOMETHING AND KHANSA ... YOU ARE SO ... WHAT CAN I SAY ... PAUSE IN A BIT, BUNDA REALLY NEED DEEP BREATH.