Growing up with two brothers I always knew there were some major differences between the way men do things and the way women do things. You know, the whole “ Men are From Mars, Women are from Venus ” thing (which I’m pretty sure my mother had a copy of on her nightstand for several years in an attempt to try to make sense of it all). Pre-kids, this male vs. female thing didn’t make too much difference in day to day life. I was the “multi-tasker”: jumping from one thing to the next, making dinner while simultaneously checking my email, listening to music, feeding the dogs, and tidying up. Paul was the “fixer” and the “get it done” guy. One project at a time, if there was a problem, yo, he’d solve it (to paraphrase my fave rapper, Vanilla Ice ). We each took care of ourselves for the most part- of course there were tasks that were shared but Paul has always ironed his own clothing...