Reasonably lighthearted at least, please, I need to feel less pissed off!
Today DH unknowingly stepped on a nugget of cat shit and walked it all the way through the house to 3yo DS1's room. Once the poo culprit was identified, it was suddenly time for work and he swanned off cheerily, leaving me with shitty carpets to clean and 3.5yo and 7mo DS to entertain at the same time.
He also put his breakfast bowl and spoon in the clean dishwasher, somehow managing to sully every single clean item with weetabixy milk drops.
He's surely only fit for patio treatment, amirite? Anyone else joining him?