Overheard from BC to her little brother:

"We're going to have a good day today! Now, no crying, no fussing, no whining . . . "

Massive meltdown upon the consequences of disobedience, which then led to a forced march to her room and the revocation of a "treat", promised upon the contingency of pleasantness and obedience. After shrieking "MOM!! MOM!!" through her keyhole she then began wailing, "I need a drink!" I assume she meant juice. I laughed heartily and responded, "YOU need a drink!?"

I did not go in to her immediately when she quit shrieking. So she resumed, and began yelling, "Where are you? Where did you go? Get yourself in here! NOW! Get me out of here!"

This is not helping her cause.

She's now muttering, a la Rainman, "I need a treat. I need a treat."

Is it horrible that I'm having trouble stifling my laughter?