Me:  Sure.

Son:  Skittles?

Me:  That’s fine.

Son gets candy…

Son:  I have to, ahhhh, go upstairs for something….

I turn around and son has his jacket on with bulging pockets.  Hmmmm.  Interesting. 

Me:  You need to take off your jacket before you go upstairs.

Son:  I can’t. 

Me:  You can’t?  Here, I can unzip it for you.

Son:  NO!  I mean.  I’m really cold…

Me:  Are you sure that your pockets aren’t filled with candy that you are trying to sneak upstairs?

Son: !!!!!

Me:  Is there candy in your pockets?

Son:  mumble…

Me:  What?

Son:  yes….

Me:  Take it out of your pockets and put the skittles back.

Son puts away candy and is ANGRY…

Son:  YOU’RE MEAN!

Me:  Yes, I am mean when you don’t follow the rules and try to sneak around.

Son:  IT’S NOT FAIR!!!

Me:  Actually, it was very fair to give you candy.  You chose to get more than you knew you were supposed to have.

Son:  YOU’RE MEAN!!!!  I’M NEVER TALKING TO YOU AGAIN!!!!

Hmmmm…. This one is going to be hell when he’s a teenager.