Jack wanted to read before bed. That means he wants to read his own book, while I read MY own book, while we both sit in MY bed. Then he tries to weasel his way into actually sleeping in my bed. It was a whole scene. Bambi eyes, the “I’m scared because I’m alone” story. Then he gets a mysterious stomach ache. I still told him “no” even though I toyed with saying yes. I have to pack for a short overnight trip to NYC tomorrow and I knew I’d be running around in the bedroom for a bit after he went to bed.
Therefore, after we finished reading, and Jack realized he had to go upstairs to his own bed, he got a bit cranky. He snapped his Encyclopedia Brown book shut and hopped off the bed.
me: All done with the book?
Jack: I closed it, didn’t I?
(nice huh?)
We headed upstairs and began the new routine of meds. It’s a chore. Jack has asthmatic symptoms that come out when he has a cold (he has a little one right now), or if he exerts himself too much, as in when he runs a lot. He also has some allergies (food yes, but also environmental) which make his breathing difficult at night. This kid has had a stuffy nose since he was 2 weeks old. Seriously. I pulled out the bag of goodies and I gave him the two different inhalers. Then I tried to open the allergy liquid bottle. The child-proof cap would not budge. It literally cut my palm. I muttered and cursed under my breath as I used more and more force to get the darn thing open.
me: (muttering some more) Why won’t this flarken thing open…GRRR…! Stinking child-proof cap lock!
Jack: Why do you get upset when something actually works?
(Wise old sage he is)
Sh*t My 6-Year-Old Says (but he's 18 now) 
But see, it didn’t really work. Because you are not a child. I’m sure he would have a good answer for that, though!
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He says I act like a child, so I think he was insulting me by saying it worked! Uh oh, I’m overthinking this. ha ha.
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