No, I’m Not Disagreeing With You

Wyatt disagrees with everything we say. Everything. For no reason. No gain. It’s like he’s hard-wired to just be contrarian. But it’s always close enough to what we’re saying to call it a negotiation.

The best example is this: We tell him he needs to shower and he says, “I don’t want a shower, I want a bath.”

See? He’s agreeing to bathe, just not the way we said.

Sometimes we acquiesce. “Okay, we can do a bath.”

Other times, we’re like, “Just do what we ask for once in your life, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!”

He won’t give up either. He just keeps debating us until we usually cave (on the small stuff, though - we hold our ground on the big stuff). It’s exhausting.

One thing’s for sure, Wyatt’s going to be a fucking stellar politician.