Leon was still sitting up in bed over an hour after his bedtime, so I went upstairs to see what was going on.
Me: “What’s up, buddy?”
Leon: “I need a band-aid my knee.”
So to humor him, I went downstairs to get him a band-aid, covered his week-old scab with it, and tucked him back in.
Me: “Ok, here you go, bud. Good night, I love you.”
Leon: “I need kiss, please.”
So I kissed him and left the room. He was asleep five minutes later.