Page 92 of Crazy Love

“Yeah,” I say, feeling kind of stunned. “She is.”

“I left The Single Dad Playbook on the island,” Weston says.

I nod. “Can’t wait to catch up in there.”

After the last car pulls away and the house finally settles down, I sink onto the couch. Addy joins me, curling into my side. Winnie and Sam are already out cold in their rooms.

I pick up the book and open it up. Last time I read it, those guys were light-years ahead of me in the whole dad department. They always will be. I’m still barely figuring out how to make sure everyone is fed three meals a day without forgetting one, and that’s mostly thanks to Addy.

I flip to the new entries.

Penn, you are showing up in a way that has me in awe.

Damn, it is incredible to see you sacrificing

everything for these kids.

You’re not messing around.

Once you decided you were going to be a dad,

YOU WENT FOR IT.

Absolutely incredible.

~Bowie

That’s how I feel about Bowie. He was always an exceptional dad to his daughter Becca. She has Down Syndrome and for the first nine years of her life, he raised her alone, like a true superhero. And now he loves Poppy and has Jonas and another baby on the way, and he’s so happy. I was so resistant to being in a relationship like that, even with seeing how my friends’ lives were changed for the better when they fell in love.

Now, I’m not so sure why I resisted for so long.

I hereby bequeath Penn Father of the Year.

~Weston

I chuckle and shake my head. Addy’s reading the entries along with me and she smiles up at me.

“It’s true, you know. You are.”

“I have no fucking clue what I’m doing.”

She leans her chin on my shoulder. “Did you hear the way she laughed tonight? Did you see the way Sam never stopped smiling?” She places a kiss on my chin. “You may not have a clue, but you’re still getting the job done.”

“Thanks to you,” I say, leaning in closer to kiss her.

We get lost in that for a few minutes and then she taps the book.

“There were more,” she says. “And then I vote we go to bed.”

“Yeah?” I say, eyes brightening. “Race you there?”

She laughs and then gasps.

I look down to where she’s pointing.

Our pretty boy has finally grown up.

He didn’t even announce it when he won

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