Since it's Thanksgiving I'll say something I'm grateful for. (It's a given that I'm grateful for the BIG things like family, freedom, et al.) I'm grateful for a hubby that changes diapers.
As I type, Wendell is taking his turn with a stinky one and I'm glad it's his turn 'cause I just changed the last one. I've heard of hubbies who don't change diapers and I think I would stage a coup. But I am grateful, so grateful that Wendell changes diapers.