Sorry about the incognito ski looks, but it’s the only way to post a happy birthday to my oldest son when he forbids me to show his face. I love you so much, Oliver. Thanks for being a great son and ski buddy. And thanks for absorbing all my parenting errors like a champ. The first one is always closest to the bomb blast, but you’re also the one who made me a mom. Thank you for all the lessons we’ve failed to learn together. (And thanks for those big wins, too). You were born 5 minutes ago…❤️❤️❤️
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