When your pregnant wife tells you to run downstairs and boil some water, it can be traumatic, even if it's just for making tortellini.
Explanation: I don't quite know why one has to go boil water as soon as a baby delivery is imminent. Perhaps newborns are most comfortable laying in a bed of al dente pasta? Maybe a nice hot cup of tea is a good way to cap off childbirth? Maybe the task is merely a way to get queasy fathers out of the room so the real work can get underway. Regardless, when I hear "go boil some water" I panic. And last night, I panicked. Sure, I knew we were having pasta for dinner, but I'm always on alert.
Don't even start me on the night I had to "go get some towels" out of the clothes dryer.
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