Frankie's most popular phrase these days is "no Papa". Mom gets stuck with a lot of stuff because she won't let me do much (diapers, reading to her, etc.). I've never been a distant Papa in anyway so this is kind of surprising.
Anyway, in an attempt to break this "habit", tonight is the first in a series of Thursday night Frankie and Papa outings. Dinner at Wendy's and a little frolicking at the "Big Park". That's the park behind Whetstone library. Wish me luck.
Update: A wildly successful night was had by the Frankster and myself. A luxurious half hour dinner at Wendy's followed by an assault on Big Park. After a bath, she went to sleep in about 5 minutes, although she still wanted Mom to read to her at bedtime. That's fine.