no longer "great husband"

Well as I suspected, it's all over.

I forgot to take the Kenny's journal with him to the day care today. I guess I'm no longer all that great a husband. And here I thought I was doing well; he arrived on time with all of his clothes, towels, and spare diapers; his teeth were brushed; and I'd taken his body temperature.

Sigh.

Today I met with a man who has five children. I simply can't see how they manage.