Last night was Dagny's first meal with Dad. Doug has always been good about taking care of Annika on tennis nights so I could go out with the ladies, but Dagny wasn't ready to drink from the bottle yet so I've been staying home since she was born.
So, after last week's Herculean efforts to introduce the bottle, yesterday Doug told me not to come home early, gave both girls (and himself) dinner, bathed Annika and put everyone to bed. I, on the other hand, went to tennis practice with my girlfriends and then out for a glass of wine and some food. It was lovely. I played like crap (what do you expect with 4 months of no practice?), but it was still fun.