When my spoiled nephews stayed with me and my teenage son for two weeks, they mocked our homemade meals, our house, and even my son’s laptop. I kept my patience—until the drive to the airport, when they refused to wear their seatbelts. I pulled over and refused to move. After nearly an hour of arguing, they finally gave in, but traffic had built up and they missed their flight. My brother blamed me, but I told him the truth: I wouldn’t break the law because his sons thought they were above it. Sometimes the best lesson is learning that actions have consequences.
