06/06/2026
Maybe it’s nostalgia, but I still remember what summer felt like as a kid. The smell of fresh-cut grass, riding bikes with friends until the streetlights came on, popsicles dripping down your arm, and spending every possible minute outside. The best adventures happened with nothing more than a bike, a backyard, and a little imagination.
Those memories weren’t built on packed schedules or perfect plans. They were built in the ordinary moments that somehow became unforgettable.
This summer, I’m trying to slow down and give my kids more of that—the freedom to explore, to get bored, to be creative, to make messes, and to soak up the simple magic of childhood. Because the years go by fast, but the memories of a good summer seem to stay forever.
