Role Reversal

Contrary to popular belief, my husband wears the pants in the family.

I work, true, but ultimately it is his decision that makes us the nomads that we are.  We are pursuing his dream of living in a 2-bedroom apartment with 4 kids.

So while we do have some role-reversal going on, in some ways we are very much the traditional husband/wife.  Some examples:

--When we get a late notice for a bill, my husband calls me to ask if me if I know anything about it
--I work outside the home
--He knows what size shoe the kids wear
--I fix broken stuff around the house
--He walks the halls with the baby during church
--I have a fancy techy phone and he doesn't know how to check a text message
--He does the routine with the kids while I travel out of town on work

See?

So imagine my surprise when I post a comment on a blog about role reversal and someone responds with this comment:

Steve's reponse:  Boo!  Do we have such role reversal that even on line people just think I am your little wife?  That is why you should go by Lee Ann.

Heh.

So I did respond to her with this comment:

As a side note, Steve does take out the garbage, change the oil and get gas in the car, and forget to give me phone messages.