Coming back home was a little depressing, not a lot because we'd missed everyone. But for two amazing weeks it had been just us, me Kat and the baby. I'd pretty much come to terms with this fatherhood shit in the last few days or so since we'd been back.

I mean Daniel did it, not that I'd be asking the pothead for advice though he was chocked full of suggestions. I listened to his shit with a grain of salt. Drake was cool and Cy was chomping at the bit to get his hands on the ...