We were at a family function. My son needed a nappy change, so my husband picked him up, collected the nappy bag and went off to do the necessary. At which point I got a chorus of ‘Oooh, aren’t you lucky?’ and ‘Haven’t you got him well-trained?’ from the women. And murmurs about being able to see who wore the trousers in our house from the men. I don’t know who should have been more insulted – me for the implication that he was somehow doing ‘my job’ for me, or my husband, for the implication that he was either a) under the thumb or b) so stupid he needed to be ‘trained’ to change a nappy.
‘Father Changes Nappy in 21st Century Shock!’. Must be #MFIF
[for all non-UK readers, nappy=diaper]