ready to give up

How I want it to go:
Me: "Truett, please put your milk into the fridge." Tru puts his milk into the fridge and I thank him.
Me: "Truett, climb into bed please." Tru climbs into bed, I kiss him goodnight and he goes to sleep. 
Me: "Truett, I love you." Tru responds by saying he loves me too.


How it has been going:
Me: "Truett, please put your milk into the fridge." Tru opens the freezer instead and then mocks me by saying, "Tru, put your milk in the fridge."
Me: "Truett, climb into bed please." Tru ignores me until I have to count to three. He sticks his tongue out at me and laughs as I reprimand him.
Me: "Truett, I love you."
Truett: "I have mulch in my shoe."


How I'm dealing with this:
Poorly.


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