Chapter 13 - Six Years After Four Boys Were Hidden From Me, They Began Calling Our New House Home—And I Finally Learned What Being a Father Actually MeantFatherhood wasn't about money.
It wasn't about protection through walls.
It was breakfast.
School.
Homework.
Arguments.
Sports.
Lost shoes.
Nightmares.
Pancakes.
Bandages.
Bedtime stories.
Four boys.
Four different personalities.
Milo was responsible.
Mason was mischievous.
Max was artistic.
Micah was quiet.
They all had my stubbornness.
Mara laughed at that.
“You're contagious.”
“I know.”
The house became noisy.
May you like
Beautifully noisy.
And I loved every second.
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