Its strange for me, to say the least. See, Dreaming has two kids and I've never been married or had kids myself, so its a strange integration. Fortunately I've been around kids, but my brother's four boys are easier to deal with since you can be kinda borderline brutal with them and they're almost amused with it. Girls are another thing... the younger takes cues from me pretty well and I think she rather enjoys having me around, especially since she's a Star Wars nut with her own little red lightsaber, but the older is 12 and 12 is 12. Tough age... they want you to give them everything but want total independence without realizing how totally incompatible those two goals are. She's realized that I'm crafty, fortunately, and keeping her off balance a tad affords me enough influence to help out Dreaming with them without putting up anything too weird on the daddy or not daddy front. Its an adventure, to say the least, and if Dreaming wants me to sharpen knives or clean guns when some schmuck shows up for a date with them girls in years to come, I'll do my scary Jarhead best.