Had to take a pretty hard line with Ben today. After not apologizing for doing something completely unacceptable, and then still not apologizing, he got a warning that he would not be allowed to go to the Lag B'Omer festivities at the park. He had been looking forward to this all week. So- he didn't apologize, and I stood my ground. Even when Rich wanted me to make an exception "because it only comes once a year." Too damn bad. I am able to tolerate Ben being angry and throwing tantrums. Doesn't mean I like it, but I can tolerate them just fine. maybe it's due to the nature of my work. Who knows. Anyway, I didn't cave. And he saw that we wanted to go, but we had to stay home, too. It is so clear to me which one of us he takes more seriously when it comes to discipline. He saw that I wasn't budging, and went to Rich, who almost took him to the festivities. And I was fully prepared to kill him if he did. I'm here more with Ben, so I've gotten used to the tantrums and attempts to manipulate. Rich hasn't. Until today. Being consistent sucks, sometimes. I was told that "I hate you, Mommy." Okay, fine. He was over it in a little while, and then the rest of the day was truly lovely.