Out of nowhere, as he wrestles baby into a complicated onsie/dress combo, hubby exclaims loudly "Man, do I understand now why women are the way they are!"
He went on to expound the tortures of every item being a different style, with different fasteners in different locations each time and everything either stretchy or clingy or binding or lacking in pockets.
"Men---pants, shirt, same thing every day...boom done!"
I love him so.