Sick...or not...

So yesterday Goober fell ill, was running a low grade temperature, had a headache, runny nose, and sore throat. We were laying on the couch watching a movie when she asked if she could have a candy bar. Um.....no. I gave her some other options--milk, water, gatorade, juice, popcicle, grapes, banana, etc. Nope, she wanted a candy bar. I put my foot down and told her no candy bar. Then comes this gem from her mouth:

"Well I'm sick so you have to get me whatever I want and do whatever I want ALL DAY!!!"

Her highly convincing arguement didn't work. And today? She's perfectly fine.