<p>Well, I have to say, when we have seen “Wife Swap” (and it can be hilarious!!!) my DH and S2 are soooooooooooo grateful they do not have those crazy wives/mom!!! All of those ladies make me look so “normal” and wonderful.</p>
<p>berurah~DH does very little of the cooking in the house, but he is THE barbeque king–I never do any of the grilling!! Aren’t they great when they help???</p>
<p>Ok, ok, one from the man’s side.
When I load the dishwasher, one my few domestic skills, DW reloads it to get everything in even when the other utensils block the flow of the water between the dishes (at least in my view). She wants to get them all in. I want to leave the excess dishes for the next load. So, I now rinse all of the dishes and stack them so she can load them.
Repeating the question: Asks me in the morning if I want to go to a movie that night. Answer: no. Asks again at lunch. Answer: no. Asks again in the Afternoon. Answer: no. Asks again at the evening meal. Answer: yes. Reply: I thought you didn’t want to go. Answer: yes, but you kept asking, so I figured “no” was the wrong answer.</p>
<p>LOL, mardad! The “repeater” thing is an occupational hazard of motherhood. Perfectly intelligent women are reduced to… </p>
<p>"What? You don’t want to take a bath? Sure, you do! How about a bubble bath? A bubble bath would be nice! Wouldn’t you like to take bubble bath? No? A sailboat would be fun! How about a bubble bath with your sailboat? No? Let’s pretend the washcloth is a whale! Wouldn’t you like to take a bath with a whale?..</p>
<p>[10 minutes later] “…and then, the bubble fairies will be sad, if you don’t get in the tub…” </p>
<p>Eureka, child finally agrees to take a bath! :)</p>
mardad~
ACK! This is the EXACT opposite of my situation! My hubster does what your wife does and it drives me NUTS!!! Now, he rinses them and leaves them for ME to load! <em>lol</em> Maybe they’ll start a new reality T.V. show called “Trading Dishwashers”…we’d be a perfect match! :)</p>
<p><em>lolololololol</em> sluggers! I can personally vouch for the fact that after twenty years of THAT, I am no longer “perfectly intelligent.” My last few brain cells went down the drain during the last 3-hour bubble bath…<em>sigh</em></p>