The Boy can be very defiant at times. Very. This was one of those times.
Me: “Why do you have to be so rude?”
The Boy: “Why do I still not have an X-Box? These are some of life’s unanswerable questions.”
Noting the look on my face, he paused a beat, got up from his chair & said: “I’ll just head up to my room now.”
The Boy was being The Boy & not doing what I asked so we had a
shouting match civilized discussion which ended with him being sent to his room hugs. After a few minutes, he reappeared downstairs, arms crossed & foot tapping expectantly: “Umm… Isn’t this is where you come up & tell me you’re sorry for yelling & give me a hug?”
The Boy, stomping upstairs after being sent to his room: “Why must you take out your rage on me?!”