Jay: It's just that you were better at it than I was.
Dede: Oh, so I guess I was better at late-night feedings and cleaning spit-up, too.
Gloria: You know what? He wouldn't help me pick up a stroller or a blanket or a bouncy chair.
Dede: Oh, well, I had to get that stuff on my own. He was just useless.
Gloria: You poor thing. Makes all sense now why you became so crazy.
Dede: Right?