I have to go into town to get a few things and have taken the youngest one with me, the husband choose to stay home and take the other two to nursery. I am walking, pushing the pushchair, doing a little window shopping when my phone bleeps
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“Love, where are the kids socks?”
WHAT? Why has my husband just text me asking me where the kids socks are? They are where they have always been, in the top drawer.
He must have managed to find them as no more text messages come through. For a few minutes that is.
“Which shoes does he wear with jeans”?
This text message is a joke right? Our son has jeans on so why does it matter if he wears his blue shoes, his brown shoes or his trainers, any will do.
I ignore him, I just shake my head.
I am walking around the supermarket, balancing the shopping basket on top of the pushchairs hood, trying to remember what it is we need when yet again my phone bleeps…
“Can you get me some diet coke?”
My basket is already full yet in goes a bottle of diet coke.
He texts again reminding me to get such and such and oh can I pop to another shop as he needs something else.
By the time I am finished I have a headache. Thankfully he managed to get the two other kids to nursery with no further problems.
Men Are Like Alcohol; In Moderation They’re Great, But Too Much Will Give You A Headache
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Cant live with them, cant murder them without being locked up
Haha! I used to do a shopping list with my ex, I would write out what my son needed, write what we needed for the house like food, milk, electric, household items, etc. then we were allowed £5/£10 each for what we wanted, so he had one chance to tell me what he was spending his treat money on so I could put it on the shopping list or he wasnt getting simple as that as if he text me whilst I was out I was gonna shove his phone where the sun dont shine. If one shopping trip we decided not to spend our treat money we had separate pots and any money left over was split 3 ways to save for future shopping trips for treats then. He always ended up spending his before then though and got mad when me an our son had extra treats one week when he had next to nothing not realizing he had the same he just spent it earlier. Although some weeks me n our son did get more but my ex prefered drink to a new cd or clothes xx
Going to the store (or anywhere out of the house) is your time of separation, and there he goes interrupting that. I suppose men don’t realize that common sense can be used a lot when it comes to children. Crying baby? Well, obviously something is wrong. Wet diaper? Looks like someone needs a change. We end up forgiving and looking past those little things, however, because they mean well. As long as we keep some Advil in the house every once and a while, we’ll be fine!
LMAO! this sounds just like my oh..although hes stopped texting me at work now asking what to dress auron in because i stopped replying, or just replied saying ” clothes” x
Men r so incapable! Which cream do i put on her bum? Y won’t she drink the rest of the bottle? Where r the blankets/muslins/bibs? Its almost easier to do it yourself! X
Sounds just like my oh! He is always asking where things are with the lo. Even though it has been in the same place for months! x x
Oh my god! This reminds me so much of my other half lol x
Typic bloke lmao x
I had this today, getting ready to go out and oh said what dose lo need in his changing bag. I had to reply his phone cigs and wallet.
Love this lol .. can’t stop laughing at the part asking where the socks are and what shoes to wear. Thankfully my oh isn’t this bad! x
so have to agree with this, men are a nightmare i had to shout at mine tonight for chatting to me while on the phone that drives me mad aswel as the text reminders and questions lol x
O my God! lol!!
so agree with the name of this post lol
sounds like my oh,, pains in the asses!! lol xx
cant live with them cant live without them lol xx
Men for ya, unorganised, and if it doesn’t hit em in the face then they can’t find it.x
i’d hit em with summit harder tbf
my oh just wants me up on a murder charge i’m sure of it