He let out a long sigh. “I don’t want her thinking I’m just the ‘fun’ parent. The one who lets her run away when things get hard. That’s not the dad I want to be.”
“I know,” I replied. “Just… remember that kids need boundaries and structure, okay? And no more secret rescues, Mark.”
He gave me a small, crooked grin. “Team rescues only?”
A corner of my mouth lifted. “Team problem-solving. Let’s start there.”
Emily turned toward us, shading her eyes from the sun. “Are you guys done negotiating my life yet?”
Mark chuckled and raised his hands. “For today, kiddo. For today.”
