“I mean, equality is great and all in theory,” I told Anna, “but it just means we have to discuss everything. No one’s the authority. He has a temperature. What should we do? Should we give him Tylenol? Call the pediatrician? Who’s gonna call? Then he second-guesses me. As if I don’t do that enough on my own. I think with other people, the mom just pretends to know, and the dad gets to play the idiot in the background.”
