Yeah . . . he's a stubborn little dude when he gets mad. He sassed me at the kitchen table and his video game got put up. I told him as soon as he said he was sorry, he could get down, but he wouldn't do it. We sat there for over 1/2 hr before he finally said it.
I had this thing where when my parents would take something away from me, I'd go through this dramatic bit where one by one I'd take gifts they'd given me in the past and stack em on the kitchen table, each time announcing I didn't want anything they bought me anymore.
Of course, the flaw in my little act was that every single thing I was wearing, every single toy, every single EVERYTHING was purchased by them, with the few exceptions of gifts from relatives.
Luckily they never called me on it.
Usually they'd ignore me, and eventually I'd start taking the stuff back one by one when I realized I didn't want to part with it.
