Why?

So, Saturday morning, my son got up and sauntered over to his Dad's side of the bed and asked him to turn on cartoons for him. Sometimes it's hard to drag yourself out of bed on Saturday morning, so I got up. Michael was waiting patiently on the couch like a little angel. I turned on his cartoons for him and went in to check on laundry. Michael said "I want Dad to turn on the cartoons". I guess his button pushing abilities far supersede mine. Seriously, he turned off the TV and went upstairs to drag Tom out of bed, and I said "why?" just before I confined him to his room for a half an hour.