It's not his fault he hadn't managed his way back before Coop's birthday party had got its wheels off the ground: you try to finagle extraction when covers are blown and Plan A just got blown to literal bits, and then get back to him. (He's not ashamed to say he's kinda forgotten it is Coop's birthday, between the transit and the time-zones... okay he's a little ashamed.)
But, and yeah he's got a point here, you blow tiny paper trumpets in a field agent's good ear when he isn't expecting it, and you get what you... yeah, yeah, he's gonna put down the kid and go take a nap.