I’m a single mom to a ten-year-old boy. My son’s father is one of those “fun” dads that kids see mostly on the weekends- you know, the kind who is really great at playing video games and teaching the kid to beat-box, but not so great at, oh, I don’t know – stuff like paying child support or saving for college. Needless to say, the bulk of the child-rearing has fallen on me. Recently, I’ve become seriously involved with a new man, whom I will refer to here as The Cowboy both because he is a literal cowboy, managing a 10,000-acre cattle ranch in Southern New Mexico, and because he is the manliest man and hardest worker I’ve ever known. He plays neither video games nor beat-box.