My kid is too funny

Alex has had asthma over the last few nights, and for the first couple of nights before the medication kicked in, he coughed all night, keeping any of us from getting much rest. There wasn't much I could do so I just lay next to him to comfort him
The next day, he turned to me out of the blue and said, "Mum, when you cuddled me in the night, it felt like a warm sheet of cotton wool."...

Alex was originally supposed to be going off to kindergarten this year, but it didn't quite work out that way. The short story is - the orientation provoked an extreme reaction that resulted in our doing an about-face and re-enrolling him in pre-school...

Alex seems to oscillate between getting really into the whole Santa deal and asking pointy questions poking holes in the logic of the whole charade.
Example 1
Alex, after being told by some well-wisher that if he wasn't a good boy Santa wouldn't bring him any presents: "Mum, last year when I was 3, we shouted at each other" (note the use of 'we', hence only partial responsibility taken for bad behaviour) ...

Tonight I got an explanation from Alex about what Uncle Ben meant when he said "With great power comes great responsibility."
It means: "You need to help people and share things and not be a thieve."
Cool. That sorts it out then.