Daddy Diaper Duty

As soon as I saw this video, I knew I had to send it to my husband.  It reminded me so much of him when our kids were babies. Me?  I'd been an RN and had changed GROWN UP diapers.  Changing little baby diapers was nothing to me.  But at times it was a bit of a challenge for my life partner. He was game - he really did want to take part.  He'd grit his teeth and, standing a full arm's distance away, he would dab at the rear end before him in tiny ineffective wipes.  I'd generally end up taking over, "to do it right." (the thing we wives are never supposed to do - but believe me, he was always relieved)

You might think the situation unfair, but I did not mind changing the great majority of diapers.  You see, Husband can squish bugs without getting grossed out.  I, otoh, am exceptionally squeamish around the little critters. So it was a perfect trade off as far as I was concerned.

This provided us with a good laugh and reminder of days gone by: