Originally posted May 16, 2007

Had an AWESOME conversation with my sister in law today about how our husbands are these wonderful intelligent men who every few days just take a stupid pill and don?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢t know what to do with the baby.

Her example was Deacon asking her when Baby Deacon?¢‚Ǩ‚Ñ¢s diaper had last been changed – she said a couple of hours. He asked if it needed to be changed. She told him she would go get her super poop detecting nostrils so she could ascertain if a diaper on a child three rooms away needed to be changed or not.

She also pointed out that we create this problem. That when we yell at?¢‚Ǩ¬¶. er?¢‚Ǩ¬¶. helpfully suggest?¢‚Ǩ¬¶. erm?¢‚Ǩ¬¶. lovingly mention that there is an alternate way to do something for three days in a row that inevitably on the 4th day they will be too scared to do anything on their own. Thus creating the TOAB phenomena.