The other night, Joy's best friends came over for dinner and playtime. They stayed until bedtime - so by the time they left, it was time to get straight into pajamas and ready for bed. When I had to break the news to Joy that there wouldn't be time for "puter games", hell ensued in a big, bad way.
But mooooom! I really waaaant to! I haaaave to play puter games! I'll give you whatever you want, pleeeeease!
And when my response was, "Joy - you'd better be in your pajamas with your teeth brushed by the time I get back from taking the trash out," she proceeded to stick her head out our front door at 8PM and yell at the top of her lungs: "MOM! YOU HAVE RUINED MY WHOLE ENTIRE DAY!"