Husband stepped out to drop Ms.S. to school. He takes care of this plant. Just this one. The others are just surviving.

He jumped with joy and ecstatically announced how ten babies had bloomed after he watered it.

I said, wonderful, you are doing a great job as I stared at S trying to push her feet in opposite shoes for five minutes.

Sigh.

Parenting. Partiality. Pressure.