Kelly had plans with Elliot today, so I got to have my first day of one-on-one time with Alice since...well, ever.
It's a function of my work schedule and her sleep patterns that I never get to see Alice on her own, and many weeks I barely see her at all.
So it was nice to make up for lost time with our first daddy-daughter day. We went to Central Park, had lunch from the Rouge Tomate cart on Fifth Avenue and shared an ice cream on the way home.
Alice and I didn't have a lot to talk about, but I was able to fill the silences by quacking at the ducks, tickling her and spinning her around until we both got dizzy.
I'm assuming this approach will work fine for the next 18 years.
See, folks, parenting's not so hard!