because of his player status.
(Later confirmed that I shouldn’t have been.)
And because he has such a gorgeous best friend
when I’m stuck with you guys.
(Just kidding. You’re all hot as fuck.)
And because he has the cutest, funniest
four-year-old I’ve ever seen.
(This is still completely true.)
But then I saw the trick
he taught Bogey the freaking Bulldog
for the wedding and realized
I have things to be jealous of
that I didn’t even know about.
Where can I get a dog
and do you think I can teach it how to count cards?
~Penn
I laugh my ass off.“Get a dog and I’ll teach it whatever you want it to know.”
“How did we not know you’re a dog whisperer?” Weston says, cracking up.
“I never saw that coming,” Bowie says.
“It’s all Bogey, man. He’s a genius.” I shrug. “I also have some tricks I can pull out when the time comes to get you started,” I assure Penn.
I look at the book and turn to what Bowie has written.
Sometimes I think I’m not capable
of raising Becca by myself.
Not because she’s a girl
or because she has a disability
or because I’m exhausted enough as it is…
or maybe it’s for all those reasons put together.
But I think it’s simply because
it’s such a monumental responsibility
we’ve been given
