Temper, temper

"I mad at you" says Sean crossing his arms firmly across his chest. I had just informed him that there would be no TV. 

"I going to bed", he informs me and he turns on his heel and walks himself down the hall to his room.

Believe it or not I was able to fight the urge to screech, "No, no don't go and lie down and give me five minutes peace, please!!"  I don't know how I found the strength. 😉