Kid funny, already.

After getting sent to his room for a time out:

Bean: "You're a baby! If you don't let me out, I'm going to make fun of you!"

Me: "...go for it."

Bean: "Well...I don't really know how to."

Me: suppressed laughter

Bean: "What's funny?"

Me: trying not to giggle "nothing."

Bean: "Well, you were laughing. That usually means that something is funny. ...can I have a hug?"

Before I can respond, Bean slams his door.

Bean: "Mommy, can I come out for a minute?"

Me: "No. You slammed your door."

Bean: "But I want to write 'I hate you.' Can you write 'I hate you' and get me some tape and make it mean words?"

Me: "...no, I'm not going to do that."

Bean: "But I want to put it up so you see it and feel bad! ...when can I have my hug?"

(It ended with a hug.)