Later, the boys celebrated 100 days of school by dressing as if they were 100 years old—gray hair, glasses, and all. They shuffled around in their suspenders, each one trying to act as old as possible, much to our amusement. Time feels like it moves faster every day, but in these moments, we find ourselves cherishing the simplicity of it all. No grand vacations or hectic schedules—just us, together, creating memories we’ll hold close for years to come. When the snow finally came, we were ready. The kids, excited beyond belief, rushed outside, leaving tiny footprints in the fresh powder. We spent the afternoon having snowball fights, laughing until our cheeks were rosy. This was Charley’s first snow, so we had to make snow angels and of course, our snowman.