So Mandy tells me the other day that she's going to get a new swim bag for the summer, since we're not hauling around diapers and wipes any more. She tells me she's going to get something more "manly", so I can take it to the pool too.
Disregarding the fact that I relinquished what little dignity I had when it came to pool and/or diaper bags about five years ago, when our first son was born, I was still hopeful that "we" would get something looking like a black gym bag.
Tonight, I get home and she tells me about our new swim tote. Just the fact that I know the word "tote" is a sign of how far I've fallen. She was happy about how much less girly the new bag was, because it didn't have flowers on it. Maybe it's just me, but I don't think either one of these could be considered any more girly than if they'd been sewn out of bras and panties, and hair scrunchies.
Oh yeah, this is definitely a step up.