Misery doesn't love heat and humidity

Maddox developed Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease on Friday. Sounds like something only farm animals should get, right? He spent the weekend wailing and moaning, alternating only with demands for any kind of acidic food one could think of (which would aggrevate the sores in his mouth, but you try explaining that to a 2 year old). He seems to be on the mend, but now I'm wondering what kind of monster child we've created by capitulating to (most of) his demands over the weekend while he felt so crummy.

This is his newest trick when it's time to take medicine: