When we return from our afternoon of shopping, the girls can’t thank Fallon enough for keeping their daughters. While I struggled to find the perfect gift at the perfect price, they arrive back at my place with bundles of bags. I don’t enjoy shopping, but I enjoyed their excitement in securing gifts for their families.

“I’m home,” Hamilton calls as he enters.

“Daddy!” Liberty squeals, running to greet him.

He sweeps her up, kissing her until she can’t ...