I Swear My Husband is New

I sometimes can't believe that my husband and I have been married for 11 years. Not because it seems like yesterday that we got married, or because we've had such a blast that time just flew by, it's more like I can't believe he still doesn't know or remember things that he clearly should by now. My loving, highly intelligent, kind and generous husband that graduated from an Ivy League college, still acts surprised that I always have to have a plan for the weekend, or well for anything we do, and that I always have to have a place for things because I hate having stuff out on the counters, and that I hate touching things that are wooden (like popsicle sticks), and that I can't open things with my teeth and have to cut them (like icee pops).

Well now that we have a daughter, the same thing is happening. He never remembers where any of her stuff is, he never remembers that she needs a bath at night, and sometimes I'm surprised he remembers she has to eat. Well today was another perfect example. She stopped taking a bottle a little over a year ago, but since she's on the small side, and is often too busy to stop and eat, we make sure she gets her nutrients by giving her one Pediasure drink a day. We fix it at night before she goes to bed, she usually has a few sips, and then when she wakes up in the morning we give her the rest of it. As I stated, this has been the same thing every day for over a year now. Today we had to go buy a new kitchen faucet (I had no idea how expensive those could be!) and we had to get moving pretty early. I asked my husband to get her dressed, of course I had to tell him what she should wear, and I asked him to get her a drink. Before we walked out the door I asked where her drink was and he said she drank half of it and he put it back in the refrigerator. I was a little concerned because she had only a little more than half of one left from the night before, so if she only drank half of that, it probably wouldn't hold her over very long while we were shopping.

So we bought a new faucet and went to lunch and then came home, which by the way, was a deviation from my initial plan L. Anyway, we came home and I went to put her leftover macaroni and cheese away and saw two of her drinks in the top of the refrigerator. I was really confused for a minute until I realized that he didn't give her the rest of last night's drink this morning, he made her a whole new one. Why? What in the world was he thinking? I mean I know it's not a big deal, or any type of malicious behavior, but really? How hard is that? The man can remember things that he was taught when he was 5 and why he was taught them, and by whom. He can remember all kinds of football scores and plays and statistics. But he can't remember that every night we fix her a drink, put the leftovers in the fridge and then get it out the next morning??? Ugh, sometimes I swear my husband must be new.