Really? Really?

Thomas' bedroom door opens 20 minutes after we tucked him in and said good night.

I walk to the hallway to see what he is doing.

Thomas: "Um Mommy. I came out to ask you a question."

Me (attempting to sound calm): "What?"

Thomas (attempting to feign confusion): "Did you forget to tell me to not come out of my room tonight?"

Me (attempting less to sound calm): "I told you not to come out of your room tonight because the only way to see a TV show tomorrow is to stay in your bed."

No words, just the sound of a door slamming and a boy jumping back in his bed.

Really? Really?

School needs to start NOW - he is clearly not tired enough.