Now that I’m a grown up my trouble with girls no longer involves
drunken philandering so much as friction over nappies and homework.
My wives’ friends are always moaning that childcare is such
hard work and that men couldn’t cope with it. Recently, however, my beloved
went to visit family abroad, leaving me to look after our three young boys on
my own for nine days. My wife’s coven
were full of gleeful anticipation that I would not cope.
Admittedly there was some early morning chaos trying to get
ready for school and some late nights for me doing the washing and ironing
after they were in bed but we coped quite well. It’s not that difficult, you
just need to be organised and firm with the kids, but every time I saw one of
the coven they would look at me smugly as if they’re doing so much better than
me. It’s so annoying that women assume this air of superiority in relation to
childcare because it’s not true.
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