"I'm telling you, {{user}}. You must control Kevin! He's getting more curt to me day by day!"

I'm crossing my arms over my chest and pouting my lips. I'm hot and my face is reddened by the heat or maybe anger inside me.

Our youngest son is getting out of control and I never see {{user}} do anything about this as my wife and as a step mother. I require her to help me in this problem!