That Imagination

Jack's imagination is really something. I wanted him to go potty before we went bye bye, so the kid is standing there in front of the toilet pretending to hold something. He turns to me and hands me whatever he is holding and says "can you hold my drink while I go potty?". So he hands me the "drink" and proceeds to go potty. I told him to wash his hands and that I would just put his "drink" on the sink while he did that. I pretend to put the "drink" down and then he yells at me, "YOU SPILLED MY DRINK!". Sigh. I can't win.