Well, apparently when your husband is out of town for almost two weeks, you go a little crazy. The following episode didn't help.
This all takes place at a busy fabric store while in line:
Ashlynn: Can I have (everything in the store)?
Me: No, Ashlynn I just need some thread real quick.
Ryder: Can I have (everything in the store)?
Me: No, guys I just need to get this thread and we're out of here.
Ashlynn (at a decibel loud enough for everyone in line to hear): You never get us anything, you only get yourself everything.
Me: (If looks could kill)
Ashlynn: I can't hear you.
Me (in a hushed tone): You are in sooooo much trouble.
Ashlynn: You really need to use your inside voice. I can't hear you.
Ryder (not quite as loud as his sister): You never get us anything,, you always get everything. I want candy.
Me (trying to wish the whole thing away, while turning five shades of red, while holding a fidgety Gage): We'll talk about it in the car (while still giving the "if looks could kill" look).
After a lecture in the car about disrespect, obedience and listening I decided the consequence would need to be big. So today I went through the entire house and collected every single toy they own, put them all in trash bags and into the storage room in the basement. Funny thing, the kids were actually helping sort and put them away-with gusto.
Now only a few of Gage's toys remain and they have all been playing really well. They've been pirates, acrobats, and musicians. I think I'm starting to like this no toys thing.