Here’s a quiz: see if you can figure out what kind of dad I am. If you ask them, my children may very well tell you I am their “fake daddy”. My children are not biologically related to me, don’t share my last name, and they all don’t even currently live with me. But I can assure you, I’m a real dad when it counts: like at 3am when you’ve had a bad dream, when you skin your knee riding your bike, or when your real parents are having a bit of a problem. Time’s up. Final answer? I am a foster dad. While our family was not created in the traditional way, my wife and I decided that we wanted to...