...starting with me gently placing a 10 kilo sack of potatoes on his lower abdomen while he was lying on the sofa.
Then (again, gently) pointing out that this is how much weight I have gained so far.
and that I deal with a truculant 16 kilo toddler from 8:30 am until 3:30 pm, then I go to work and constantly run around bending, pulling, walking etc until 9pm.
Then I come home and immediately, without sitting down, put said toddler to bed(he is ready for bed though).
So, summing up, I will hear no more about whose turn it is to carry washing upstairs, or put the bins out, or retrieve the cat from under the bed.
Because you wouldn't watch a woman carry a 10 kilo sack of potatoes upstairs and insist that she carry a pile of washing too, would you?
He says he can now see my point, but would not agree to taking the potatoes to work with him in a rucksack. Spoilsport.
Remember ladies, potatoes.