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REINER Up until that day, I'd always thought the happiest day of my life was my wedding day: every time I thought of it, I saw Becky walking towards me, radiant and beautiful in the sunset light, and felt my heart do triple flips. But as Becks and I walked towards her house, the twins fast asleep in our arms, I realized that day paled in comparison to the one we just had. I still didn't know how I managed to hold back my tears when I finally saw my children for the first time: they had appeared suddenly, holding their mom's hand, bathed in the afternoon light, with identical excited and energetic smiles on their faces… and then they ran towards me, yelling "Dad." It was the first time in my life that someone had called me dad – and until I held them in my arms, it had been the most bea