I Raised My Brother’s Triplet Daughters for 22 Years—At Their College Graduation, They Called Their Father’s Name and I Fell to My Knees

But I do not regret letting courts handle permanence carefully.

PART 15 — “ARE YOU OUR DAD?”

Harper asked at four.

We were eating cereal.

“Are you our daddy?”

I nearly dropped my spoon.

“I’m Uncle Owen.”

She frowned.

“You do daddy stuff.”

“That is true.”