No doubt about my wife. She's good. Sylvia has always had the kids' school achievements up on the wall. Art, medals, certificates. I've never minded; it's nice.
And all three are stars, in their own amazing ways.
And what I see now is a canvas with a lovely painting of my beloved dog, painted by Edan. A great use of colours that I would never imagine, capturing her sad, loving happiness in uncanny fashion.
When I walk out bleary eyed at 5am I'm startled that my Halie is looking straight at me. And then I'm impressed by the brilliance of my kids and thankful for the way my wife has helped them become so great.