gender roles

I'll keep this brief. Out of necessity, I left the house today to take Dennis to his soccer game. It was hot out and the game was delayed 45 minutes while we waited for the game before ours to finish. My intestines were not ready to be out in public. I didn't disgrace myself, but it was a close one! As a result, I was feeling pretty rotten when we got home. Dennis took a nap (we both did), and when he got up, he came to snuggle with me (as in he came to wallow all over me like I was coated in super glue). He had taken off his shorts, so I asked him what he was doing. He said "I'm doing what a man does--hangs around in his underwear." He regaled me with bad knock-knock jokes for the better part of an hour before I caved and turned on an episode of How It's Made (he loves that show!) so that I could have some peace! Now he wants to try frosted shredded wheat cereal and buy his own cannon, both things he saw being made on the show.