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.