Kids are like cats

Delta: (screams until picked up)
Me: (picks him up)
Delta: (flops and flails to be put down, tries to climb out of arms, claws to escape, repeatedly bashes forehead into tender parts of my face until he’s put down before he’s dropped in pain reflex)
Delta: (astonished, screams until picked up)
Me: (considers NyQuil, uncertain exactly for whom)