DH rotated his tires and thinks he can go a couple more weeks on them (i.e., one more pay day). He got home, kicked the oven, and it miraculously started to work again. I don’t trust it and still want a new one. What if the lock jams again and we can’t get the food out? What if it stops cooking in the middle of my baking? I told DH that I still want to replace it asap.
My parents came over for dinner tonight and Justin decided to show off his walking skills and his rolling of the ball back to people. DH kept saying things like how he’s able to multi-task with Justin. He can set the table, cook, and clean all while holding Justin. I’m not sure what alien invaded him as he was saying this because not 30 minutes before he was telling me that he hadn’t been able to get the silverware on the table because he could only get a little bit done while Justin was otherwise occupied. I don’t know why he feels the need to say things like this all the time around other people. I think he’s a good dad and I tell him so, but I think he really believes the stuff he says and I have to bite my tongue or we start squabbling.
In all fairness, he did have supper going, the house picked up, and the table mostly set when I got home. There was actually very little for me to do besides nurse. I just happen to know that he also used the activity center and had a friend over entertaining Justin while he got this stuff done. I don’t have any problems with how he managed to get it all done–it worked well, but I do take issue in that he seems to believe (at least when he’s talking to other people) that he did all that with Justin in his arms or while entertaining Justin by himself.
Why the need to make it sound like he’s super-dad?