... (pace alternative thread-posters) because my DH gets in and it's 'what's for dinner' and then DD does a nappy so he goes (very new-man-ish) to change it but as I'm cleaning the bathroom he shouts my name and I don't hear I don't hear I don't hear but then I do and she has runny pooed all over his trews and her shirt and her vest and the table and what the hell am I going to do about it? so I pick up the clothes and our washer's on the blink so to save them going in the sink or a plastic bag to ferment I wash them out by hand kneeling over the bath and my elbows dripping and then it's 'what's for dinner' so I make her dinner and put her to bed and then the next day he's dressing and the button pops off his shirt and he's huffing and puffing and I don't know what to say but I ask anyway and find myself getting the thread and needle because it's easier to sew the button back on than iron another shirt...