Saturday in our house is take out night. Either we out to eat, or we bring something in. easy child had a hockey game this morning and when we got home husband realized that he stepped in dog poop. So before we went out he was cleaning off easy child's shoe. difficult child asked easy child what dad was doing and easy child told him "cleaning dog poop off my shoe." difficult child started on his thing. "I'm not going if his shoe has poop on it." We told him that it doesn't have poop on it anymore. He still carrying on and announces that he's not going to the restaurant and that "mom will just have to stay home with me." Ummm...I don't think so. I told him that we were going out to eat, with him or without him, and I got up and got ready to go. "What do you mean you're going without me?" Just what I said. If you want to go, get your shoes and your coat. If not, we're going because this is what we planned for dinner. Make a decision. He went, and was, for the most part, well behaved. Score one for mom!!