Gender roles in a marriage can be a dicey subject. But, in my house, there is one gender role that is not up for debate. I have to clean any vomit.
Case and point, yesterday I was in a meeting at school when my wife called. It seems that one of my sons (who was home sick) had vomited in the truck our our SUV. Now, I still haven't gotten a good explanation for why he was in the trunk, but that mystery will remain unsolved.
Anyway, my wife calls and basically is in a panic because she can't clean up the vomit. She needs me to come home and do it immediately. (For her defense, she would have cleaned it if I couldn't have come home. She just would have vomited herself.) When i got home, my son was standing on the side of my curb throwing up in the grass while my wife was trying to keep the dog inside so he wouldn't eat his favorite delicacy. (my daughter let him out).
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