Anyway. After a big fight where I claimed not to like him at all.
Big A: I know you like me. A lot. [This is the single most irritating thing I've probably heard.]
Don't be mad at me. Can I go take a nap now?
Me: No. I don't want to see you in bed.
Big A: Ok. I'll go live in the basement.
Me: What? No!
Me: That's where the exercise stuff is. You go live in the play room.