This is the point in which I began to think about what a wife really is. Here is what I've come up with:
Loving someone unconditionally, even when they are being a complete idiot and you'd rather just smack them on the forehead.
Constantly cooking and cleaning up after someone else.
Calling and embarrassing them in front of their friends because they forgot to call, again, and you were worried.
Telling someone to do something for the five hundredth time, knowing you're just going to have to tell them again in five minutes.
Spending time figuring out how to phase things in order to avoid a tantrum.
Finding things that were in the same spot that they left them when they took them off and threw them in the middle of the floor, again.
And my favorite:
Hearing them use the phase "I'll be out in minute, I have to do my chores real quick."
Yep, it's official, I'm his mother. I've decided that the only real difference is that as a reward for doing all this, I get to have sex with him whenever he wants. Not, of course, when I want. Well hopefully I'll be better at raising teenagers once Joli gets old enough.

At least I don't look old enough to be his mother. I hope.
5 comments:
I swear, I thought I did a better job of raising him that this! What could have gone wrong for him to be so childish? Hmmmm. Oh. I know. Only possible solution. It must be all YOURRRRR fault!
Men are always childish. It can't be blamed on the mother or the wife. Their motivation for becoming responsible is so they can make enough money to buy their toys, and to provide well enough for their families so they don't get in trouble for buying toys!
ouch, childish. I'm sorry I'm childish when I want to just come home from doin my job that is SO easy evidently and don't want to have to deal with anything for five minutes just to be yelled at and torn apart for everyone to see on your fucking blog.
love you too.
Just to set the record straight I love my husband very much. I didn't say anything that I don't think every man does from one time or another. I know he works hard and I love him for it. I try not to give him too much crap when he's home, and I'm sorry if I make him feel that way.
I think all men are like that. They can be big babie thats for sure. But we DO love them anyways.
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