Last night Jack decided to explode all over the dang place while we were in the Wal-Mart. Ross, being the man that he is, took Jack into the men's room to have some bonding time with his son while he mopped him up. I waited on a bench outside the bathroom while the girls played with some pillow pets.
While I was waiting there, a nice older gentleman walked out and the following uplifting conversation ensued:
Nice Man: Is that your husband in there changing a diaper?
Surprised Me: Yes, I think so.
Nice Man: You must be quite an amazing woman to have a man like that! He is obviously man's man doing something awfully stinky. He really loves you!
Surprised Me: Yes, he is a great daddy and husband.
Nice Man: You are both lucky. Cute couple. Have a good night.
When I told Ross about this surprising conversation as we walked around some more, he said that while in the restroom, the man had complimented Ross for changing the diaper and said that he wished he had done more of that kind of thing when he was a young father and regretted his old fashioned hands-off fathering approach.
All in all, it was a strange and sweet moment that made me feel extremely grateful for my amazing husband and our happy family.