I met Munch at the bar for drinks, but I think everybody and Dresden's dog has written about that evening already. No fireworks, just a few plans for some - very good plans, in my own opinion - and various mutual agreements. The lawyers played nice, so the cops did, too. See how easy that was? My acorns survived quite nicely.

Of course, it was kind of odd that they let a kid in the bar...I didn't quite catch what was up with the freckle-faced one. She seemed kind of...perky.

I even managed to wrangle an evening of babysitting out of the Ancient One, even though he had to drag poor Val into it. I don't know about Father's Day, but the night before, I want out!

I heard Millie say something about kiddie party, and that can't be right. Isabel is turning one. What does she know about birthdays? That's nuts! I'm putting my foot down on this.