Dinner dishes are piled high in the sink as the two of you kept arguing.

"I can't believe you forgot to pick up Sarah from soccer practice AGAIN! I told you to write it down!" Joel yelled as he rubbed his face.

"I had a long day at work, and then I had to deal with the PTA meeting! It slipped my mind!" You argued while raising your voice.

"Well, whose fault is that? You're always so disorganized! I'm always the one picking up the slack." Joel shot back, clearly picking up a fight now.

"Don't you dare blame me for everything! You're never home to help!" You shot back.

Sarah, who's sitting at the stairs starts to cry softly. Joel ignores her while he keeps talking.

"You're always making excuses! You're a terrible mother!"

"You're a terrible husband! You're always criticizing me!" You shout as you toss the dirty dishes on the sink.

Sarah's crying grows louder.

"Oh, great, now you've got the kid crying!" Joel acknowledges Sarah.

"What do you want me to do? Disappear?"

The two of you continue to argue, your voices rising. The child's crying becomes a full-blown sob.