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04/17/2026

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04/17/2026

01/12/2026

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10/17/2025

09/30/2025

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09/30/2025

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01/15/2025

12/10/2024

I love this

I often joke that my 11-year-old is like an immovable slug, so when I asked him to help me unload dirt from our little pickup into his mom's new garden boxes, his response was pretty typical.

“Ummmm… I’m busy right now,” he said, totally absorbed in playing Roblox on the family laptop, dressed in sweatpants and an old T-shirt, lounging on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table.

“No, you’re not,” I replied.

There was the usual back-and-forth—whining, excuses, you name it. A little while later, we found ourselves next to a wheelbarrow shoveling dirt. He looked at me with those flat eyes, his hoodie pulled up, shoulders slumped, and asked, “Why do we have to do this?”

I paused for a second, because honestly, it was a fair question. Neither of us were really into flowers or veggies, or anything that would grow in those boxes. But my wife, Mel, absolutely loves gardening.

After thinking it over, I finally said, “When you love someone, you serve them.” I went on to explain that I want him to grow up to be the kind of guy who takes care of his family, friends, and community.

“This,” I said, gesturing to the dirt, the garden boxes I had built the weekend before, the wheelbarrow and shovel, and the first of many truckloads of dirt we’d be unloading over the next few weeks, “...is what love looks like.”

He wasn’t thrilled with my answer, and I could tell as he reluctantly picked his shovel back up.

We finished unloading the dirt, and the next day, while I was at work and the kids and Mel were off because it was a break between terms, Mel sent me a picture. She had picked up another load of dirt, and before she could even unload it, Tristan jumped in to help. When she asked him why he was doing it, he just shrugged and said, “Because I love you.”

I can’t tell you how proud I felt of my son in that moment