Blue Kid walked through the back door smiling, carrying a huge box.
"UPS must've brought it. It's from Jenny! I'm not little anymore. Can I open it?"
"What wrong with your nose?"
"Eh. I accidentally hit Emily's forehead with my nose and I think I broke it."
"What?! Let me see!"
"Look, it's swollen and bruised and when I did it, it bled like crazy." He cupped his hands and held them up to show me. "The blood filled my hands! Can I open the present? I'm not little anymore!"
"Let me see your nose and no, you can't open the present."
"But, I'm not little anymore!"
"Your reasoning is flawed! I used to let you open Jenny's presents early so they wouldn't get mixed up with all the regular presents -- so you would know what she sent you."
"Mom! Look at my nose! I had the worst day ever! I need to open a present."
"Good one. No, no and again...no. If you're not little anymore, you can wait 'til Christmas morning!"
"Mom! I've had the worst day of my life!"
Laughing, I said, "All right. Let's call Jenny and see what her opinion of this situation is!"
"Call her. She'll be on my side!"
"Don't count on it, Buster! She knows your type!"
Jenny answered the phone and I explained the situation, then handed the phone to Blue Kid.
Blue Kid said in his most low and pitiful voice, "I've had the worst day of my life. I headbutted my girlfriend and broke my nose. Yeah, yeah. It was an accident. And now all I need is to open this present and my mom won't let me."
They talked for a few minutes about BK's worst day ever and then hung up.
Blue Kid got to open the present.