I hate this part of parenting.
I can hear him in his room crying over and over
"I just wanted my pen. It is just a pen! I'm just having the worst day ever!" (plus he tried to jump out the window of his room to escape!!)
Of course I grounded him from the pen (it is the cool kind that does 4 colors you just pick which color)...and from TV.
I just wish I could make him be good.
Last night was parent teacher conference. They told me he had been really good so far. Because of the good review I bought the pen for him at the book fair. Ironic, isn't it.