There's also a codicil to the rule. If you don't change the diaper, you don't get to criticize.

Well, Christopher does own up to the dirty job when he's at home and gives me a break. But when we're both home (weekends, holidays, etc.) we resort to P, R, S. Partly because it's fair, fun and because I truly win more than he does. I don't know how it happens but I am especially lucky with P, R, S.

He single?

Indeed he is. And politically rational and has a wry sense of humor.

We neither of us are allowed to change the diapers anymore. Mal will be sweet and pleasant and calm for the nanny, but for us he howls and runs and thrashes and beats his head into the marble and kicks his legs. It ends up being a two-person job most times.

...whence came this word flurm?

I'm guessing it's onomatoepaia

Raq guesses correctly. Emmett did not flurm as a baby. He made a splortch.

I'm drinking regular coffee this morning. It saddens me.

But! the Hold Everything gift card which has been sitting around, tying up $200 worth of goodness for two years, is now perfectly useful! Huzzah! Time for a new espresso machine.

It ends up being a two-person job most times.

I cannot tell you how much I LOATHE this stage.

I cannot tell you how much I LOATHE this stage.

For all that Emmett was extra work in most instances as a baby, he was very easy to change. Until he was getting potty trained and always getting rashes which hurt like a mojo to get wiped. That year was traumatic for everybody.

I'm drinking regular coffee this morning. It saddens me.

Those diamond shoes a little tight today?

Indeed he is. And politically rational and has a wry sense of humor.

blinks

...but gay, right?

Actually, I really hope not. I'd like to think that there ARE available men in the world to whom I might be attracted. Even if I never actually do meet them. Sort of a Mulder thing. Everybody needs something to believe in, however wildly improbable and unprovable it is.

(Although, actually, Mulder was forever bumping into aliens, wasn't he? So it wasn't so much a faith thing as an oh-bloody-hell-I've-tripped-over-ANOTHER-little-grey-man scenario.)

(...bastard.)

can I give you a tentative yes? I have to go through another country to come in to the UK, and I had thought about going to France because I've never been to France before. But I could just as easily go through Germany. or meet ya'll in the UK. Or something. I don't know. It'll work itself out, there's still time.

Cool beans!

I have finally met an available man my age to whom I am attracted, and he likes me, too. Alas, he lives in another country. This is my luck.

Can a girl wear a corset if her middle is, let's euphemize, proportionally bigger than it should be? Because I love corsets and I want one. And I'm given to understand that wearing one can make the middle smaller. I was fantasizing over the one Teppy got. Also, how the heck do you lace it up by yourself? Is it even possible?

Can a girl wear a corset if her middle is, let's euphemize, proportionally bigger than it should be? Because I love corsets and I want one. And I'm given to understand that wearing one can make the middle smaller. I was fantasizing over the one Teppy got. Also, how the heck do you lace it up by yourself? Is it even possible?

The bigger and squishier the belly, the more dramatic the look, actually! Squishy laces tighter than firm.

So, yes.

EVERYONE should corset. It's fun!

If one parent has been changing the diapers all day, there's no need for ROCK PAPER SCISSORS, though. It's the other one's turn, and that's it. Parent who has been on all day diaper duty is free to notice the need for a change, walk up to Mr(s). CleanHands and say, "You're it," walk away, sit down, put feet up, and have a cookie.

Our house rules remain, I produce what goes in, he takes care of what comes out.

This is not to say that I don't change diapers. Just that I tasked Paul with it early on, and it remains mainly his duty. When it's a two-person job (often), I hold the head end.

Also, I wash and stuff the diapers and make up the wipe solution.