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Mom,
Happy Birthday.
We were going to just say “Love you” and call it a day… but apparently that’s “not thoughtful enough.”
So here we go.
First of all, congratulations on surviving another year of raising us.
That alone deserves cake.
We know we don’t always make it easy.
There’s t...
Dear Oliver,
Today you turn nine, and somehow that number feels both impossible and exactly right. Another year older, another year watching you grow into more of who you already are… curious, energetic, kind, and endlessly yourself.
You move through the world with a confidence (and craziness) that still amazes me. Whether you’re running full speed toward ...
There are certain games that stick with you — not because of the final score, but because of the way they’re played. The kind where effort shows up in every possession and leadership doesn’t need to be loud to be felt (and coming from me, that’s saying something). This one happened to be my first game stepping in as head coach, but what made it memorable had very little t...
By the end of 2025, I realized I had spent most of the year trying to keep pace — not just with schedules or seasons, but with the quiet, steady way Jackson and Oliver were growing right in front of me. This wasn’t a year defined by one headline moment. It was a year defined by accumulation — small changes stacking up until suddenly, unmistakably, things ...
New Years Eve here is simple. Chinese takeout, a couple of movies and bed before 10pm. LOVE IT.
As we’re heading upstairs the Oliver asked Steph if he could sleep in “her” bed.
She said, “no, sleep in your own bed. You have your new bunk beds now!!!”
He said “then why does dad always get to sleep in “your” bed?”
…I’m not sure my ...