I want cereal for dinner.

No, you can not have cereal for dinner.

<in a whine, rubbing eyes, and half covering face>  I want what I want. <pause> And, I get what I want.

For that reason alone there will be no cereal for dinner… EVER! Who’s in control now? (I know it’s not me, I just like to think it’s me, you don’t have to comment on that.)