Hubby was like there’s no manual for parenting you know. You just muddle through.
His way of telling me don’t feel bad.
Me: Well it’s hard because you’ve always played the good guy when all I’ve ever been is the bad guy. The one that disciplines them. The one that nags them about their chores.
If you’re going to keep on playing the good guy you need to stand behind me.
Him: So how would you like me to stand behind you? Pants on? Pants off? Dick hard? Dick floppy? I want to stand behind you right you know.