This year has taught us to be more intentional with "who" we are as a family, meaning, what defines our family culture. It all started with a conversation on one of very few date nights in February when we realized we were "accidentally" a football family. Until we labeled "us" we hadn't realized that we hadn't intentionally pick this as our way of being. It was just the most obvious way to define our tribe's culture.

Ryan Turns 7!

As I write this, I'm sitting in the midst of my child's sleepover birthday party. I cannot fathom how my baby has transformed into a stinky, giggly, inquisitive, intense, boy. He's having four friends stay the night and watch Star Wars for the first time. Only he won't stop talking and asking questions since he's heard rumors of these tales and wants to soak up every second of it.