Mrs Grumble asks me this at least five times a day, and it is the one thing that really does wind me up instantly.
DO I WANT TO GO CHANGE A POO FILLED NAPPY???
Errr would you be surprised if I said no?? I don’t know anybody that would “want” to go change a nappy let alone one filled with poo. It’s just a crap job that has to be done.
If Mrs Grumble asked me to go and change Baby grumbles nappy, then I would say “of course my darling wife no problems” but no she asks me if I want to.
Then Mrs Grumble replies with the talking to Baby Grumble about Daddy Grumble so that I can hear and then that takes me to Richter mode… don’t do it… just don’t do it. Just talk directly to my stupid ugly face.
“Daddy doesn’t want to do your nappy, Daddy just wants to be a lazy arse and expects mummy to do it.”
That really does grind my gears.
Thankfully after my recent meltdown Mrs Grumble has stopped this behavior however I can see in her eyes she is scheming a new way to wind me up I am just not sure which angle she is going for yet, but time will tell and when she does finally let it slip I will let you all know.
