He's Cracking Me Up

A. is so high off his present-giving that he's decided he needs to wrap up random household stuff every night. Tonight I tried to talk him out of it.

Me: Honey, what makes it special is that you don't do it every night. I think you need to rest.

A: But I'm just going to wrap up one thing and then I'll rest the rest of the night.

Me: You've done enough for Mother's Day. Really.

A: Well, this is for Papa.

Me: ::::sigh::::::

(a few minutes later....keep in mind this is well after our goodnights and tucking in)

A: I need tape.

Me: What happened to the roll of tape I gave you last night?

A: I don't know.

Me: OK. Here's the last roll of tape. Don't use too much.

A: Why?

Me: Because we're running out!

A: Well, besides, I decided to go to the office store tomorrow.

Me: Oh, you did?

A: Yeah. To get some more tape. Because we're running out!

Good thing he has a plan.