Thursday, May 17, 2007

Quote of the Day


"We had five boys that were 10 or younger.... I was willing to change the urine-soaked diapers, but the messier types gave me dry heaves. So my wife allowed me to escape that."
Mitt Romney
Interview for GQ Magazine's
Upcoming Father's Day Issue

7 comments:

David said...

He's so awesome. Someone needs to start a blog about him.

Maybe I'm naive or I've never had kids, but how do you tell between the urine-soaked ones and the messier types without just changing it.

Robere said...

pansie.

sounds a bit like his 'enhanced interrogation techniques' stance, eh?
"i support it as long as i don't have to do it"

then again, J-Law's not into solids (or salads) yet.

Marc said...

David - Well, truth be told, there are times when it's a toss up... but usually there's a distinct smell that tips you off.

Robere - EZ-E hasn't graduated past breast milk either... so perhaps you and I will have to take a wait and see approach on this one.

BA said...

I can change most diapers, most of the time. But every once in a while I just can't handle it. Last week was the perfect storm, I was feeling a little sick to my stomach, I was hungry and irritable (just got back from church), and Emery was all squirmy. I was going to put her down for a nap but had to change her diaper first. I opened that thing up and the putrid, noxious (learned it in law school) smell caused my eyes to fill with tears and I started dry heaving. Luckily Ali came to the rescue, I honestly don't know what I would have done if I was alone that time.

Alifinale said...

Men are wusses. I guess I am more of a tyrant than Mrs. Romney because Brian dry heaves and I still make him change the poops, except in times like the story above.

Marc said...

BA - I'll get back to you after E's hit up solids (see above).

Lizzy said...

Wuss. My husband is pretty good about changing poopy diapers. He did once trick me once by telling me he had something awesome to show me. It was the baby still doing his business. Slow, oozing poop. Ugh.