Worshippers and respected women. If you are willing to eat your husband’s brains because he hasn’t done something for you, or kids because they wear holiday socks with non-festive shoes, then you’re, sorry, no one but stupid sluggish hysterics. I am the wife and mother of three young children with all the consequences that come from everywhere. And I am wildly angry with half of their actions or inaction. But I’m not ready to argue with my little ones about a spilled soup or a broken cup, or jerk the evening with my husband because he’s thrown his socks somewhere again. Let them fall at the end! Is it so important to you?? to