I know you morning folk are harsher that the evening folk, so tell me just how bad a mother I am. (on a scale of 1-10 if you like)
DS1 (9) has just had an argument wiht DS2 over the playstation. He came down and shouted at me ( I asked him to talk so I could understand what he was saying) he then stromed off, threw things down the stairs, pulled his bedroom curtains down (nodamage done they go back easily) then came down and shouted at me and stomped back up stairs to slam door and throw some more things around his room.
At this point I lost it, went up and shouted at him, and threw a bag of toilet rolls down the stairs, shouting he was not the only one who could throw tantrums. He looked scared.
I now feel reall awful.