The other night we were in the car and my son was having a meltdown because he wasn't going to get his way. He screamed "You are making me so angry." Then
pow the little b*****d sucker-punched me in the jaw while I was driving!
I am thinking the karate classes probably weren't a good idea. He has a good punch for a six-year-old, though.
We were only a few blocks from home at the time. Needless to say, the rest of his evening was pretty bad. He got the mother of all lectures (at an elevated decibel level), his allowance and all of his weekend priveleges taken away, no dinner and had to go straight to bed. The coming weekend is going to suck for him.
The next morning he was very sorry for his actions.
He really is a great kid 90 percent of the time. He needs to work on his impulse control, obviously.
Funny thing and it is fortunate is that having his priveleges taken away and losing his allowance wasn't what bothered him the most. It was having Papa mad at him. Not playing with him and not speaking to him made him very sad indeed. I must admit I worked that. Showed him my mad face

for longer than I was really angry.
He was very happy when Papa had his happy face

once again.