Brad gets home from grocery shopping a little bit ago and begins putting things away in a rush of lunacy. I sort of just sit there and watch and chat with him. At the tail-end of the effort, it occurs to me that perhaps I should lend a hand. But now there's not really anything left to do. Unprompted, I announce,
Me: "I loaded the dishwasher and cleaned up the kitchen while you were gone. I do my part."
Him: "I know you do."
Me: "Baby doesn't do his/her part." (Yeah, I just said that - real mature, I know.)
Him: "Oh, he or she will have plenty of chores when they're big. [Pause.] I'm already looking forward to it."
Me: [Laughing.] "Are you serious?"
Him: "Is that weird?"
No no, completely normal. What expectant parent doesn't think, "Ohhhhh, how great: in a bunch of years my kid'll be doing chores which means I'll have to do less!"?