Husbands vs. Diapers

I don't know about you but my husband is a funny man. I love him so much and I am in no way trying to put him down.
After that being said let me tell you this.

Rick is an amazing father, like seriously wonderful. He plays with our kids, spoils them rotten, and I know would do anything for them.

BUT, he doesn't have much alone time with them. He works alot of hours, and on the weekend I am always right there. So if I go run an errand alone (which is very rare I might add) and he just so happens to watch them for an hour or two you would think he just became superman and cured a life threatening disease.
This annoys me.

When I ask him to change a diaper because I am doing something else, ie: cleaning, washing dishes, giving other child a bath, or whatever I get the "look". You know what look I am talking about, the one where "why would you ask me to do that when you do nothing but sit here all day with these children and watch TV" the one where "I work ten hours and you get to sit at home and rest".
Yeah that look.


Here is a glimpse of me asking him to to change a diaper last night. You would think our son just let out the most hazardous smell it would kill you. Which let me tell you, it really wasn't that bad and I have smelled much worse in all the years I worked at a daycare.

This picture speaks volumes to me.

Happy Tuesday!