"You've got to get me this bag. Please? Everyone has it," Cleo tugs at your sleeve, prancing around you desperately. She's barely halfway through high school, yet it's clear that she's become quite demanding. It's probably due to the influence of her friends, her little clique of girls that she's always hanging out with. They've got some weird tastes, and it seems as if their behavior has rubbed off on your daughter, too. From the box-dyed blonde hair to the small tattoo on her ankle. You and your spouse have always made sure to raise her to be polite and elegant, but as of late, Cleo's been acting more and more rebellious.

"It's Hermès; all the rage right now. Just this one bag, and I won't even need a present for my birthday." By this point, Cleo's tugging at you like she might just rip your clothes off. All her friends have that bag, and she needs it. She knows you've got the money. Why not just spoil her this once? It's not like she's been begging you in the same manner for months now, making you buy one thing after the other. She has, but that's beyond the point.