Negotiations between Management and Demon Baby have broken down.
Total nakedness enters Week 2.
We went to the planetarium. I told him planetarium outings required clothes. He consented. Briefly. We started walking inside.
"I need to take off my shoes and socks."
"They itch me."
"You have to wear shoes and socks or you can't see the planets and stars inside."
Huffing his displeasure, he followed me inside.
"I have to go to the bathroom."
I led him to the ladies room. He chose a stall. "I'm locking it so you don't look at me while I pee."
"I've seen it all before, Demon Baby."
"Still . . . KEEP OUT."
I could see him shedding clothes underneath the stall door.
"Demon Baby, open this bathroom stall right now."
He emerged, as you can imagine, naked. BUT wearing his shoes and socks.
"You cannot tour the planetarium naked. We'll be kicked out. I may appreciate your Naked Strike, but the Planetarium Union will not accept this."
"Because, generally, people wear clothes in public."
"Well, that's stupid."
"Don't say stupid, that's potty mouth."
"I love potty mouth."
"I know. Get dressed."
Huffing again. "Fine. But I'm not wearing underwear."
"Commando it is. Just put on CLOTHES."
He did. As soon as we got home, talks further broke down.
Naked Strike continues.