A conversation last night. Really.
Him: I just finished changing his diaper, but he peed while I was changing him. Can you take Sam while I wash my hands?
Me: Sure. (pick up baby) Hey, Hon. . .why is he wet? My God. Did you redress him and leave him laying in a puddle of piss?
Him: Uhhhhhh. . .
Me: Seriously. He's soaked.
Him: He peed up, so I didn't think it got on him.
Me: What goes up must come down. Please go get a clean outfit.
Him: *mumble mumble*
But really, what should I expect from a man who "fixed" the siding on our house by putting duct tape on it. And that was over a year ago. And the tape is still there. He's a great guy, but he has his moments.