DD is 5 and is a typical kid of that age - full of energy, enthusiasm, questions, flitting from one thing to another, wanting to play endlessly. She’s an only child and so the pressure to play falls on me and DH and to be honest, I hate it; I hate playing games, roleplaying, repetition. I’ve no time or interest in any of it.
DH was ambivalent when we decided to have kids. He agreed to try for children because it’s what I wanted. He doesn’t like kids in general, has never been around them.
Yet he has an inexhaustible reserve of energy and enthusiasm when it comes to all that stuff - role playing, messing around, art and crafts. You name it, he steps up and steps in and they have a great time together.
I noted to him that I was surprised he loved all that stuff and he said “well she’s only really got
us hasn’t she”, and it made me feel guilty.
AIBU to feel slightly jealous of how easy he seems to find it?