DH got put right in his place last week. Here just a few weeks ago, I was boasting about how my DH never complained or made any snide remarks, and when he did, finally, I said, "Ok. You hang on to him, I'll clean up, and you can take him for the day tomorrow."
That stopped the remark that day, for sure. I came back from dropping off bills (instead of mailing them) and hitting walmart and the grocery store. Within 4 hours, I came home to a naked, screaming baby laying on the floor, an empty bottle, two dirty diapers. The prior day's clothes were still on the floor, dishes still in the sink, trash not taken out, cat poop in the box... and he'd forgotten to flush the stool.
I grabbed up my son, put him on my hip, (he stopped crying) picked up the diapers, the bottle, threw the clothes in the wash, dishes in the washer, and set the baby in his chair, dropped a jar of food on the counter, made him some cereal,
at 3:31 PM on Aug. 28, 2009