We've been trying to get Nathan (and Alex) to understand that there are consequences to losing their tempers.
This morning, Nathan threw a fit when I made him finish up his homework. As a result he lost a Lego toy he had recently built and is very attached to. This prompted him to scream "I hate you" and "I don't love you anymore" before storming off.
A few minutes later, I hear a terrified "Mommmyyyy!" and Nathan comes running (right past Dave, might I add?). He has a nosebleed and it's a real gusher.
It took about three minutes to staunch the bleeding. Nathan has had nosebleeds before but usually more in the "wipe and it's done" category. The fact that it kept coming really frightened him.
I reassured him while I stopped the bleeding and cleaned him up. I could watch him calming down as he absorbed that Mommy said he was okay and didn't seem worried.
It's nice to know that even when I am the worst person in the entire world, he still wants my comfort when he's scared.