Our conversation last night.
Me: I need you to help me stalk a diaper tomorrow.
DH: What?
Me: <explains stalking.>
DH: I thought we agreed I wouldn't get involved in the diaper thing.
Me: Yeah, but I need you for this. <explains why. in a nutshell, I'm staking two diapers.>
DH: ::thoughtful.:: <explains why, indeed, he is the best candidate in our home for stalking, due to various things having to do with the setup of his superior computer.>
Me: OK. But still, just be prepared for the possibility that you won't get it. That's why we're both stalking.
DH: ::scoffs.:: Oh, please. I WILL get it.
:-) We'll see, DH. We'll see.