Becky and Abby spent the next two days planning her upcoming birthday party. It was two weeks away, and they had to get the invitations sent out. Abby had made friends at playgroups and ballet and Becky had also added Barry’ friends to the invitation list. She’d run it by him before she sent them, but she thought he might appreciate having some testosterone in the house to counteract all the little girls who would be running around. And it was a pink princess party, so all those little girls would be dressed head to toe in pink and no doubt as princesses. The poor guy would need all the...