
Our family trips to Canada weren’t vacations; they were pilgrimages powered by chaos, contraband, ketchup chips, and the promise of better chocolate. Every mile was a fever dream of odd-hour departures, rogue seltzer bottles, Detroit landmarks, and the kind of family gatherings that left your hands chapped and your heart full. Continue reading

A group of kids drawing with chalk on the sidewalk sparks a nostalgic journey into summers past—before screens, fences, and over-scheduling. Through memories of childhood games, open backyards, and lemonade-fueled adventures, this blog post reflects on the magic of simpler times and the joy of being young, barefoot, and free. Continue reading
