Hmm, Alex. This post is the first time that I have ever heard pointed sarcasm characterized as a "casual" remark. As I recall, we were resting YS out of the rain in the open trunk of the minivan. In hindsight, I am still comfortable with how I prioritized my focus.

As to your newfound interest in communal living, is this the sort of association that you believe our family should arrange?

Female giraffes associate in groups of a dozen or so members, occasionally including a few younger males. Males tend to live in "bachelor" herds, with older males often leading solitary lives. Reproduction is polygamous, with a few older males impregnating all the fertile females in a herd.

-The Big Giraffe

 

It's interesting how male and female brains seem to work differently. Most men can focus on one thing at a time to the exclusion of other things, so we get Mozarts and Einsteins. Women, on the other hand, seem programmed to be able to do thirteen things at once, which comes in handy as primary caretakers.

I used to get soooo mad when I was working and in school and still had to take care of every single thing at home because Mr S didn't seem to notice the laundry or the dishes.

If I mentioned it, he would say "Ok fine I will do my own laundry," which was only a red flag, because I saw that as being a lot different than "Ok, then, I will handle our laundry this week." Mine. Our. Big difference.

 

Okay Big Giraffe,
That's not how the events happened. YS was in his stroller when we went to the car (hence when I put the suitcase I was carrying in the minivan.) It would have taken a mere few seconds for you to put your suitcase in the minivan before putting OS inside the car (note to readers: we had a stow and go minivan so we put the suitcases on one side and had the boys sit on the other so they wouldn't get soaked while I was installing the carseats.)

Ha ha very funny about the communal living.