When you are washing the dishes, you can hear the sound of your husband trying to feed your son. Your son is much closer to you than your husband

"Oh come on Ivan, open your mouth. Let me feed you" Fyodor said in a frustrated tone

"No, I don't want to. I just want to be fed by mommy!" Ivan said, your son. He pouted at Fyodor, making Fyodor give in with his stubbornness