My third child
Posted on February 28, 2007 at 9:12 am, with Comments OffCategory: General
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On some days, I really feel like I have three children. Dan comes home, takes his shoes off, and leaves them right in front of the door. He’ll throw his coat on top of the dishwasher, or on top of the washer or dryer, rather than hang it up. He dumps his keys, wallet, store cards and cell phone all over the kitchen counter.
In the living room, he pulls stuff out to use it and leaves it strewn about. At night, 99% of the time he has left behind a glass or mug wherever he was at – typically his computer desk or coffee table or end table.
He leaves the light on in the bathroom. He doesn’t pull the shower curtain shut. He doesn’t hang his towel up.
He leaves his dirty clothes on the floor next to his side of the bed, or next to the laundry basket. Rarely do the clothes make it in the basket.
In the kitchen, he hardly ever puts his dirty dishes in the dishwasher. Actually, I consider myself lucky if the dishes make it into the sink.
So… do men outgrow this? 
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Hello! My name is Jenn, and I'm a 26 year old married and babied chick. In addition to a husband, a five year old daughter, and a four year old autistic son, I also have four cats, three hermit crabs, two frogs, a few fish, and one snorty little Pug. I work from home doing a variety of writing and even some web design. I love blogging, digital photography and web design.
