husband was wroking late last night, so it was just the kids and me for dinner. They wanted to play Monopoly, but I was getting ready to cook, so I told them that I would play it with them after dinner and after both kids took showers. That went well. We ate. difficult child took his shower while easy child had dessert and then while easy child took his shower difficult child started to set the game up. Then difficult child started in with his demands. He insisted that he was going to tell me how I was going to play the game. I tried to tell him that I was not going to do it his way, but he kept insisting. So I told him that I wasn't going to play and I got up off the floor and sat on the couch. He kept telling me that I was playing and that I was going to play his way. I told him no, I wasn't. easy child came down from taking his shower and difficult child told him that I wasn't going to play because I'm being mean, even though I promised I would play. Again, I told him, calmly, that I would play, but I was not going to play by the rules that he was insisting that all of us play by. Finally, he gave up on his demands, but then grabbed the dice and said that he was going first since I was making things so difficult. Again, I told him no. That, just like we always do, we were going to roll to see who got the highest roll and that person was the one who got to go first. He said no. I said fine and got up off the floor again. When I saw that I was serious, he gave up the dice and we all rolled. Of course, I got the best roll and he was not happy about that, so he slammed the dice down on the game board. Then we played and he was great during the game. All three of us had a good time playing. All in all, game night was a good thing for us last night.