My husband is totally devoted to our little one and desperately wants to be hands on and as involved as I am. He is however a bit ... peculiar in his choices. I'm torn between saving DS from humiliation and undermining DH's very fragile confidence in his new found skills.
For example, he is first to jump up when DS needs a nappy change but poor little DS looks like he's about to swim the Channel with the amount of sudocrem his slathered in. DH has got it into his head sudocrem=good, more sudocrem=more good.
Or he gets up early to take care of DS at weekends so I can catch up on some sleep. But today has dressed him in a pyjamas babygro (he thought it was a t-shirt), with dungarees over the top and a pair of gloves on his feet over the babygro (he thought they were socks).
Poor little mite has gone out with clothes on inside out, back to front, upside down. He needs saving.