Daddy Dinner #2
Dad is batting two for two this week, but leaning heavy on the chicken. Stress is off Mom, and she can relax a little (not much, but a little) and I'm feeling good that no, I'm not a complete idiot in a kitchen. I'm no savant either, but I'm not a fool. And, since I don't have breasts, I can actually feel like I'm contributing here in these early months of new parenting.
This is actually kind of fun but, please, don't tell anyone. I don't suck, and that's a revelation.