Managements talks with Demon Baby have deteriorated further.
Went to my pastor-friend's house last night for dinner. Demon Baby stripped out of his shirt, complaining about a "tag"--which did not exist.
"But it's itchy."
"It can't be. This shirt has no tag."
Multiple times I had to stop him from stripping out of the rest of his clothes, but he did remain shirtless.
But the new twist?
He now is giving up bathing.
"I want to see how stinky I can get."
Day 1. Not bad.
Day 2. Still not bad.
Day 3. A little ripe.
Day 4. Noxious. So I get to wrestle Demon Baby into the bathtub today. I just can't stand the stench. AND, I am equally confident that he wouldn't care HOW long he went without a bath.
I may have to bring in labor scabs. Some fake kid to take his place just so I can have a moment's peace.