Was it really wrong of me to laugh at my big, strong husband when he came screeching out of my bedroom like a little school girl and stopped in front of me, demanding I to go clean up the mess my dog made while chewing a bone on the bed?
Was it really wrong to bowl over laughing when he got indignant when I told him to clean it up himself and he said he couldn’t because it was “EWWIIEEE.”
Was it really wrong of me to be snorting with laughter as I walked away (to ignore his request), mocking my large, manly, macho husband for his use of such a pansy ass word and his obvious disgust with what turned out to be just an itty bitty bit of dog drool and wet bone chunks on his pillow?
Since when did I become his maid, existing just to serve his every whimpy request? (Isn’t that why we had kids?)
I mean, really, who wears the pants around here?
andi
Oh, I think we all know who wears the pants around there.
flutter
You aren’t seriously asking this question, are you?
jacquie
Pansy ass word LOL that reminded me of Hugh Grant and “whoop see daisy” from Notting Hill.
Hetha
You would be the wear-er of the pants ma’m!
Above Average Joe
As long as you are the one satisfying his “needs”, you wear the pants.
LarryLilly
NO NO NO!
Women have kids so THEY can teach MEN to be better adults than their hubby is.
Men are the inspiration of children. Women get past the horny stage, which is why they say “I do”, and then they see what the hell it is they just made a lifetime commitment too. Talk about not reading the fine print. Then when women realize that THEY can never replace a mans mommy, they realize the only way out is to spend 18 years, more or less, in people purgatory having little rug rats, and teaching those ankle biters to grow up to be sane and sensible.
capisca?
LOL
Assertagirl
My husband thinks the cat litter is gross and refuses to clean it out. I can’t wait to see how he manages a dirty diaper.
Hannah
My husband, god bless him, handles cat litter, compost buckets, barf both feline and toddler… but blanches totally at the sight of runny poop. He was home with Isaac once and called me on my cell phone just to tell me the little one had the runs and there was poop in his shoes – like I was going to go home right then, or something.
It’s funny what will make strong men go EWWWIIEE, isn’t it?
Jenny
Ha!
Well, it’s obvious that he wears the pants, although probably only when the pants don’t have “eewiiee” doggy spittle on them.
craziequeen
MB will catch cat prey and lift dead bodies, but if it’s just entrails, he won’t touch it.
He’s good with cat litter – but don’t like cat sick.
Good thing we never had children….
cq
motherbumper
Now I’m remembering the first dirty diaper SB changed. Oh yes, cried like a baby yes he did.
Jana
It’s good that there is a lot of laughter in your house. However it’s much more fun if nobody is wearing pants.
Oh, The Joys
He will clean it up himself and he will LIKE IT! Dammit!
Ree
ewwwwie? He said that? He obviously abdicated the pants to you!
witchypoo
Manly men. I love it when they have to clean up ewwwies and when they turn into whiny machines when they’re sick.
Ruth Dynamite
This is precisely the reason I love to gross out my husband at every opportunity.
HeatherN3Boys
It started with a small, stifled titter (can’t let the boys see I have baby-gated them into Mega’s room for some Mommy-free play time!), and grew into an all our howl. You, you would be the pants wear-er, my dear.
Haley-O
He really said “EWWIIEEE”? Hee! Reminds me of my hubby when he sees a spider. I’m the one to collect it and throw it outside. He, on the other hand, runs around, tippy-toed with a tissue…! Happy New Year!!!
carrie
Oh yes, that is what happens around here if I ask my husband to pick up the dog poo! Whatever.
The dude is a firefighter, you’d think a little poop would be no big deal . . .
Kelley
He he he. Leave some pretty pink nailpolish on his pillow…
Once, while killing a spider, the thing moved. My husband squealed like a little girl. I nearly peed I was laughing so hard. Apparently it was the spider that squealed.
Yeah right. You big girl.