I'm irritated that I texted DH at work several hours ago before I went grocery shopping to ask him what his schedule was like this week. That way, I could plan meals. I still haven't heard back, but when I drove by his work, which is on my way home from the store, he's was sitting around shooting the bull with the guys
My friends DH!!! He doesn't like me because she tells me EVERYTHING. I don't ask her to tell me things she just does.
It doesn't bother me that her doesn't like me, because quite frankly I don't give a crap if anyone likes me or not, it just bugs me that he doesn't like me for a stupid ass reason.
The Voices aren't real, but they have some good ideas.
Have him practice changing diapers while the child is standing up. That's the only way I ever changed diapers in public (once they could stand unassisted, anyway). Those community tables gross me out.
My DH used to change DD in the car most of the time. If he changed when they got there and when they left he usually managed to do it without the need of a changing table or restroom. But yeah, changing standing up is a handy skill.
I'm irritated that it's shaping up to be the first nice sunny day in a while, and I've got a headache and feel a little icky. I think DD might have to settle for playing out back in the sandbox and on the slides/climbers today.
Good judgement comes from experience, and most of that comes from bad judgement. -From a bumper sticker I saw once