waiting for me

Tonight when I come home from work my son was waiting at our door for me to show up, when he saw me he asked right away if I had brought something for him. I said no, I had nothing to bring from work. He got mad; I know he only wants my attention. He tried to play with me in our bed room he was laughing too hard. I don’t like him to laugh too much because after a few minutes he will start coughing and has an asthma attack. I tried to play with him and I am telling him to stop but he keeps goings until he hurt himself. I know he is sleepy but he won’t go to bed, he said there is no school tomorrow and he can stay awake longer.