Last night at dinner, Kevin was eating while watching TV as usual no matter how many times I said: No TV when eating.
I got angry and scold them without mention specific name. ( I have three kids.) Mostly my anger was toward to Kevin and Andy.
But David got really mad at me and left home. I went out to look for him but didn't find him. I got scared. When I finally came home and saw his shoes and felt released.
This morning, he seemed still mad after he woke up. After breadfast, we prepare to go to library. David went down stair first and put his shoes on while I was still in kitchen. Then Kevin went to me and told me that David said he hates the entire family.
I was really shocked and speechless.
Why do we raise children?