Well, I don't know about being strong. Currently I am playing with baby boy as H goes to the airport to pick up the bigger ones who are coming back from their Dad's house. He voluntarily brought DD3 with him so I could rest since we are all sick with a cold and baby is cutting teeth. It was a tough night. Most men would have high tailed it on some "errand" and left their W toting two babies through the airport to pick up their children from a previous R. Know what I mean? It is stuff like this that keep me from banging him over the head with the frying pan or moving to Tahiti with some guy.
