So my hubby tells me hes gonna "help" me out. Yay! Wonderfull! Right? He decides to hold the baby while I finish giving Cavin, Chase, Trav, and Caden a bath. All after I cook dinner and clean up 2 loads of dishes all inbetween me nursing, rocking, and holding him myself. Then, I have to go re-wash the 3 loads of laundry he tried to help out doing. (note to hubbys....putting 3 loads of laundry all into 1 wash results in wife re-washing clothes to get all the soap clumps out)
Soon, I can hear the baby start to fuss, even sooner after that, hubby places baby back into my arms......while I am wiping up the water on the bathroom floor from the bath of 4 kids.
At least he tried....right? Its a good thing I love him....
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