Please don't call social services!

Yesterday I was busy working at home and suddenly Isaac barged into the room and said, "MOM! I'm HUNGRY!"

I turned around and realized that it was 2:00 p.m. and he hadn't had lunch yet.

He said, "You are a terrible mother. You don't feed your child!"

As if the guilt wasn't already strong enough.

Then I realized that Masud was sitting in the living room watching Bengali Natak all day. I don't feel guilty any more. Now if only I can teach Isaac how to resist the patriarchy!