Yesterday, my daughter was drawing a picture of my face while watching me.
When it was finished, Yuzuki came to see it and said.
[なにこれ？おばけ？（what’s this? Is it a spook?)」
And he compared the picture and my face,
[おかーさんだ！おかーさんだ!(It’s mom! It’s mom!)]
It made me sad again.
He saw the same picture.
Mom and a spook is the same for him!
He has a terrible mouth.
He doesn't care about my emotions.