In a small house with bluish walls, on the edge of a garden full of poppies, lived the Leblanc family: the parents Thomas and Élodie, Mattéo who was 7 years old, and the twins Anna and Emma, 3 years old.

Mattéo was a quiet boy who loved dinosaurs and puzzles. But his little sisters were the complete opposite! Two real tornadoes with pigtails flying everywhere and a super talent for turning every quiet moment into big mischief.

The Day of the Flying Socks

That morning, Mama Elodie had hung a mountain of laundry in the garden. The sheets smelled lovely of sunshine and the socks were neatly arranged for once.

— Mattéo, keep an eye on your sisters for two minutes, I'm preparing dinner! she said, dashing off towards the kitchen.

Mattéo, sitting with his book about dinosaurs, nodded his head. Two minutes wasn't long.

Three seconds later, a scream tore through the air:

— MATTEEEOOOOO!

He looked up just in time to see Emma standing on the picnic table, waving a sock like a pirate flag.

— Look, Anna! We're building a bridge for the giant ants!

Anna grabbed the other end of the sock and pulled with all her might. CRASH! The clothesline snapped. All the socks flew out like birds and landed in the bushes, on the cat's back, and even in the dirty puddle by the gate.

— OH NO, NOT YET! cried Matteo as he ran.

Too late. Anna and Emma jumped into the puddle, screaming:

— We're ninja frogs!

They splashed Mattéo from head to toe. When Mom arrived, she found her son soaked to the bone, laundry everywhere in the garden, and her twin daughters playing in the dirty water with their dresses all wet.

Dad arrived at the window with his cup of coffee.

— What? They broke something AGAIN?

The next day, Mom decided to make a chocolate cake to keep the twins busy.

"Anna, Emma, will you help me?" she asked with a big smile.

— YESSSSSS! they yelled, running towards the kitchen.

Mattéo watched them suspiciously. When his sisters were too happy, it was always a bad sign.

Mom gave them plastic bowls and a wooden spoon.

— You can mix them, but above all… Don't touch anything else!

Anna and Emma nodded their heads, very well-behaved. Then, as soon as Mom turned her back, Anna whispered:

— What if we made a unicorn cake?

Emma burst out laughing.

— Yes! With glitter and magic!

They grabbed everything that was lying around: salt, pepper, cinnamon, blue food coloring, and even the cough syrup left on the counter.

— One, two, three… ABRACADABRA! said Anna, pouring all the coloring into the dough.

The mixture turned purple, then fluorescent blue.

— Wow… murmured Emma, her eyes wide open.

It was at that moment that Matteo came running in.

— WHAT?! NO, NOT YET!

Too late. Anna plunged the spoon into the dough and licked it.

— Yum! It tastes like…

"SPIT THAT OUT RIGHT NOW, IT'S DISGUSTING!" shouted Matteo, snatching the spoon from him.

But it was too late. Anna's tongue was now completely blue. And the batter, which had become too runny, overflowed from the mold and dripped onto the oven door like lava.

— GIRLS! shouted Mamareturning.

Dad came running in. The cake was a disaster, the kitchen looked like a mad scientist's laboratory, and Anna had blue lips.

"It's... uh... a space cake!" she said defensively.

Mom closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then whispered:

— Thomas, call your mother. I'm booking a plane ticket to Tahiti.

That evening, after the cake disaster, Mom decided the twins needed a bath. A real bath, well supervised.

— Mattéo, you stay here. I'll be back in two minutes. Two. Minutes.

Mattéo sat on the stool near the bathtub, arms crossed. Anna and Emma were splashing water everywhere, laughing.

"We're mermaids being attacked by sharks!" Anna screamed.

"No, spies on a secret mission!" said Emma.

Matteo sighed. Why me?

Suddenly, Anna had an idea.

— What if we went down a slide?

Emma grabbed the shower curtain and started pulling on it.

— With that! We'll slide right to the living room!

— NO, STOP, IT'S DANGEROUS! shouted Matteo.

Too late. CRASH! The curtain came loose along with the metal rod. Anna climbed onto the edge of the bathtub and jumped onto the curtain...

… directly into the arms of mom Élodie who had just come in.

— ANNA LEBLANC! she yelled, slipping on the wet tiles.

Dad arrived just in time to catch up with Mom… but not fast enough to stop Emma from running away down the corridor, completely naked, screaming:

— ATTACK, NINJAS!

She ran like a madwoman, followed by Mattéo who tried to catch her with a towel, while dad and mom, soaked, got up grumbling.

"That's it. I'm giving them to the daycare. For free," said Dad, his hair a mess.

That evening, when the twins were finally asleep, Mattéo sat on his bed with a sheet of paper and a pencil.

He wrote in large letters:

PROJECT: OPERATION PEACE IN THE HOME

His plan had three parts:

1. The Candy Market: He would hide the candy in his toy box and only give it away in exchange for 5 minutes of total silence.

2. The Treasure Hunt: He would organize treasure hunts in the garden to keep his sisters away from the house (and from things that break).

3. The Golden Word: It would teach them to say "Mom, can we help you?" instead of phrases like:
- "Look, Matteo, I put the car keys in the blender!"
- "Mattéo, look how much the cat loves baths!" (as they had just soaked him in the sink)
- "MATTEO, COME SEE! WE MADE A POOL IN YOUR SHOES!"

The next day, Mattéo took action…

Of course, Anna and Emma didn't become angels overnight. There were still many adventures to come:

- The day the lipstick was on the dog (who looked like a sad clown for a week).
- The flour fight in the kitchen (dad slipped and fell into mom's arms, which made them laugh anyway).
- The day they tried to "wash the remote control" in the toilet ("But mom, it was dirty!").
- The "homemade perfume" made with shampoo, orange juice and soil from the garden, sprayed on the sofa.
- And above all… the famous "Look, Mattéo, we made a slide with your Lego!" The castle that had taken him a week to build collapsed in three seconds.

But deep down, even though Anna and Emma were real tornadoes, Matteo liked them. AndMom and Dad too. Because in the little house with the bluish walls, with the twins, we were never bored. Never, never, NEVER!