New Year, Same Hartwells (But With Goals This Time)

New Year’s Day traditions in our house include sleeping until noon, eating leftover party snacks for breakfast, and pretending we’re going to completely reinvent ourselves by February.

New Year, Same Hartwells (But With Goals This Time)

This year we decided to make it official with a family resolution session around the kitchen island.

Marcus spent twenty minutes staring at his blank sticky note like it held the secrets of the universe.

Dad’s decision paralysis in action

I suggested ‘finish literally any hobby you start’ but apparently that was ‘too real.’ Sophie’s resolution is to stop borrowing my skincare products without asking (we’ll see how long that lasts), and

Theo’s scientific approach to resolution setting

Theo wants to find a living dinosaur this year. I told him good luck but maybe start with finishing his vegetables first.

Mom’s resolution: keep being the main character

My resolution? Keep being exactly this fabulous. Some things don’t need fixing. Marcus is still working on his – something about being more organized and less distracted by shiny new hobbies. I give it three weeks before he’s researching hydroponic gardening or learning to make artisanal cheese.

Here’s to 2026 being just as chaotic, just as loud, and just as perfectly imperfect as we are. The only difference is now we have sticky note proof of our good intentions.