Yesterday as he woke with a start [fake] crying all the way to my room,
"... you didn't make me take a bath last night before bed...
you shoulda made me. Now my arm is sticking to my shirt!"
You pick your battles.
He didn't want a bath. I was to tired to
convince bribe him to get in the tub. So to bed he went with only having had a 'chlorine' bath that day. Turns out he has a little road rash on his elbow from a bike fall onto the drive.
It stuck to his shirt-
I washed his arm with his jammie shirt on to get it off.
A sponge bath.
Now why didn't I think of that the night before?