"Honey, I ordered 10 tons of hay. What day can you be here to unload and stack it for me?"
"Dear, the electricity went out on the fence. Can you figure out what is wrong?"
"Sweetie, Kid 4 kicked at the shed door and now it's hanging by one hinge. Could you fix it, please?"
"My love, I would really like to have a barn. It's kind of a big barn. Would you please build it for me?"
Hmm. I guess he has a point. I think for the purposes of this blog he will hereafter be dubbed "The Stable Boy." Does that makes me "The Stable Girl?"