Our family runs on chaos, laughter, and whatever wild idea someone throws out before breakfast. That’s probably why we’re so close. One minute we’re lounging on the couch, the next we’re setting sail to who-knows-where. Sometimes we’re happily lifting heavy things and putting them down again; other times we’re zipping around on thin blades trying to shoot a black plastic puck into a net, or we’re disappearing into a rabbit hole of data and code. And if we’re not doing any of that, we’re usually inventing something just as ridiculous — around here, we’re almost always up to something.