God the Father

At some point he got exasperated and turned his back, grousing, “I’m sick of these people and their nonsense. Their inept attempts to call me, their impudent attempts to imitate me. They can pray all they want, I won’t answer. Not till they do some growing up.”

And we went into a tantrum—“Never, never, we’ll never learn our lesson, we’ll never wipe that smirk off our faces, we’ll never keep our hands to ourselves”—and stomped into the corner of the room and threw ourselves to the floor, acting worse and worse to try to force him to give in.