Last Saturday, I freak out as my youngest kid cut himself by a box cutter. I was doing some household chores and did not notice that he is playing with the tool. I keep that out of reach, but he has his way of finding the things he wants to use.

Now, I can’t do anything, but to nurse his wound. Good thing it is not that serious. But, I freak out not because of his wound or the blood. I freak out because when he has even a little cut I can’t do anything as he wants me to keep an eye on him every minute. If I don’t, then he will start to make some scene, which boils my blood. He is really a spoiled brat.

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