Fuck all this June Cleaver shit. My wife is motivated as fuck, works hard, and is awesome. I'd rather have her making cake than baking cakes. Instead of me coming home to a sandwich and a fire, we both come home, chill for a few with a bottle of wine, and then go eat at some awesome restaurant because we have two good salaries. I don't mind doing my share of the housework now, because I expect to be in an ill crib with a housekeeper in 5 years.
Teamwork, motherfucker.