I spent ages today making a homemade lasagne. I am a crap cook and was really proud of it. DC1 took one look at it and said he didn't like it. Finally agreed to try a bit and then made a face like he was going to vomit and spat it on to his plate. Cue DC2 copying - also claimed not to like it and swept his bowl on to the ground before I could stop him. Whole thing splattered all across the floor. I literally screamed like a mad woman. DC1 ran away and DC2 burst in to tears. I scared myself, I'm not surprised I scared them. Feel so shit now. I've apologised to them both and gave them a cuddle but am shocked at my own temper. Kids are quite happy and watching TV now but I'm convinced I must have traumatised them in some way.