Hubby had the trouble of wanting to contribute when he was a university student. We supplemented his student loan with part-time income from me. He focused on his school work, but it did bother him that he wasn't the one working. He's got a strong sense of being the provider for the family (even when it was just the two of us). I think that's a good trait in a man, but it would stink for him if he went through a period of illness or injury that kept him at home.Ben's the opposite of Andrew at the moment as far as the reason he uses the potty. He'll usually warn me that he's pooping, so I rush him to the bathroom and most of the time he loves to sit on the potty to finish up. He doesn't usually tell me about peeing before it happens and if I just make him sit, nothing happens; but he often seems uncomfortable in a wet pull-up and wants me to change it, so that's a plus. And this morning he missed getting to the potty in time for the poop, but he automatically sat down when his bum was bare and the timing was right for pee! (Not great aim yet because he sits forward on the little seat, making a bit of a mess on his clothes and the potty itself. I suspect he needs one with a larger hole. LOL)You've got a smart strategy for your meetings, going together. I think Hubby usually deals with other men when he's at work, but I like the idea that other women would see that he's taken if I were present when they met him. :)I got the floors cleaned today, took the boys for a walk and it's "clean sheet day" as the gals in Gilmore Girls would say. ;) I don't remember hearing the dryer buzz at the end, but all is quiet (aside from KLove on the computer) so I should put the sheets on the bed. (Still using flannels and I only have one set, so I wash and put them back on the bed. I do have two sets of regular sheets for the rest of the year, but I prefer the tan-coloured ones, probably because they're newer. I often do same-day wash and use with those as well.)Tim and I just did a little speech practice and then I thought he could use some video game time (Kirby on Nintendo DS) as a midday reward for having clean pants. He likes to play and has to be called on the stinkiness. Today I'm checking him often, being an annoying reminder and hoping he'll soon be back on track. (When he was on daily laxatives, they worked so well he was all trained, but then the doc gave us the all-clear to stop that medication and Tim didn't go every day as before. He became lazy about leaving playtime for the bathroom, and I let him get away with it because I thought he had a physical excuse but it turns out he just thinks it's too hard to stay clean. Oopsie!)I think I'll get in a little reading time before supper. I'm hoping to do some editing this evening. For the first few days of the month I thought I'd be great at working toward a writing goal for the month, but once again I've shown I hate the pressure of a monthly challenge and just need to write regularly. Silly me! At least I'm learning that my old novel is coming along well and I still have ideas for bringing it closer to completion - last year I was all about short stories instead.