"Would you like your pillow?"
"Hot dogs, please."
"Do we have any hot dogs?"
"Use telephone, please."
"I don't think I want you using the telephone just yet."
"Awwww, do you want me to kiss it?" I ask showing appropriate motherly concern.
"No," she pouts as she makes me inspect the injured body part.
"You just needed to tell me about it?" We've been down this road before.
"Yeah," she's still clinging to me.
"Feel better now?"
"Yeah," and off she goes to another adventure...until she needs to tell me she's hurt herself again.
"No I haven't forgotten about the no computer time consequence," I reply with a mixture of regret and humor.
"Awwww, you always remember the bad consequences." At which point I gave him a hug told him, again, how awesome he is, and he went willingly to bed (being unwilling to go to bed is what got him in trouble in the first place).
"No you have to be asleep to be dreaming."
"Oh. So I guess I really am going to loose my computer time."