"Okay little boy. I gotta go change you."

"No, Mommy. I'm not tired. I don't wanna go to bed yet."

"No, you're not going to bed yet, little boy. Just gotta change your diaper and get you ready for bed."

"Okay Mommy. I wanna play some more. I'm not ready to go night-night."

"Okay, little boy. Here we go."

"Bye Daddy."

"Bye Alex."

This entire conversation was carried out by my wife.

Alone.

And they say parenthood isn't some demented form of mental illness.