See, that wasn't so hard! According to your spouse, you were just instructed to go change your toddler, something you should be fully capable of without any help. You just got one pant leg on and that's half the battle right there!
All you have to do now is just put that right leg in and you'll be home free. "Aaand there all done!" you think as place the right leg through the pant leg only to realize the left leg is now hanging out wild and free, flailing about like a wacky, waving inflatable tube man.
"How did that even happen?" you ask yourself as you attempt to capture the escaped leg. Meanwhile, you try to keep the right leg pinned down for just a moment as it thrashes about like a wild gator, but it's no use. You realize you have a wiggle worm for a toddler and now both legs are somehow free. Now you're right back where you started and for every leg you do manage to get a pant leg on, 2 more seem to escape like a hydra from Greek mythology.
Ok, time to get serious. You try distract them by tickling them briefly, and your toddler does a barrel roll nearly falling off the changing table and in the process BOTH LEGS ARE OUT AGAIN!! SOMEONE, PLEASE SEND HELP! We need someone who can wrestle this baby who surprisingly has the strength of a grown man! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
According to sources, your wife just entered the room with a sigh and effortlessly put the pants, socks, shoes, and shirt on your toddler while carrying another child on her hip.
Can this liberal California couple handle their new life in Texas?