You know, that actually happened. With my eldest. After a year of what I came to recognize as intolerable treatment, I came to his courseroom, took him out of class, told him to clean out his locker, he wasn't coming back anymore. To the counselor who said, "You can't do that" I replied, "Watch me." I was scared to death. I'd never done anything that bold. Turns out, it was one of my best moments as a parent.