The book is funny and insightful. He is smart, with equal parts of crazy and tender. He peppers the book with other fathers’ stories of raising their own kids.
While not a romance per se, it is the story of the deep love of a father for his daughters.
He’s not afraid to take a stand. He empowers you to take your own stand. You don’t have to be a dad to gain insights to use as a mother.
He says you aren’t supposed to be their friend, but you are supposed to be in their corner, helping them make choices that will stand them in good stead through their lives — such as getting out of bed, not living in a darkened room, or only playing video games.
He discusses tattoos — not to get ones you have to hide your whole life to hold a job.
My one objection is his constant F bombs — and at the same time he does not want or allow his girls to swear.
And he believes in early curfews — be home by 11:30. Nothing good happens after midnight. And while he took trains in the city at night and was safe — as he says surprisingly — his girls will not. His first priority is to keep them safe.