Three-fifteen pickup at BFA on the last day, Liam done with second grade, Ava behind him with a paper crown and glitter on her polo. Goddard next stop for Iyla and Tessa — Mr. Cam, Ms. Stephanie, Ms. Kiele, Ms. Becky — garage door down, backyard sprinkler on, popsicle chins on the porch.
Singles & versions
Versions & remixes.
Working material. Each song has one or more takes — album cuts, country mixes, remixes, alternates. Most won’t make the LP. Sometimes the off-cut is the better one.
Posse on Broadway homage. Gray Lexus TX 500h on black 22s, Maria DJing, four car seats locked in, Bluey on the speakers — the weekend cruise from Town Center to Civic Green, brunch at Snooze, prairie dogs and sticker kits all the way home.
Chingy "Right Thurr" reworked as a Highlands Ranch spotting drive — right out of Desert Willow with Front Range snowcaps in the windshield, prairie dogs on the parkway, mule deer in Wildcat open space, bison up at Daniels Park. Ava calling rabbits, Liam counting prairie dogs, Tessa pointing at clouds.
"Shake Ya Tailfeather" reworked as toddler life — Tessa in the high chair dropping the cup three times, Iyla in the Puppies Room at Goddard on Sergeant Stiles, Goldfish on the carpet, snack pouches everywhere. Lexus full of toddlers down the parkway, sippy empty by bath time.
Chingy "Right Thurr" turned bedtime enforcer — six PM dinner bell, four kids stampeding the upstairs hall, Ava fighting for the pink plate, Tessa flinging Cheerios from the high chair. Brush yo' teeth, brush yo' hurr, get yo' butt in bed; Iyla out first, Liam fighting sleep till nine.
"Shake Ya Tailfeather" reworked for October 31 at 80129 — twelve-foot skeleton on the Desert Willow lawn, Liam a ninja, Ava a fairy queen, Iyla a unicorn, Tessa as Bluey. Maria pulling the wagon, dad-tax on the Reese's, neighborhood loot dumped on the carpet and sorted by tier.
Sunday May 31, 2026 — eight-thirty Fellowship pew, van north on I-25, LoDo exit to Coors Field. Six Rehbergers in the purple row, Liam's glove on the rail, Ava on the Jumbotron, Tessa on Maria's hip for the rally — Blake Street go BOOM, fireworks in the mile-high sky.
Saturday on the living room rug — Ava five years old in the leotard calling for Taylor Swift, drafting Liam as audience and Iyla as backup, cartwheels and splits and a headstand against the couch. Maria's phone rolling, Tessa clapping from the highchair, full recital from start to bow.
Six-thirty alarm, Lexus hybrid humming, four little faces in the back — Liam and Ava dropped at BFA in polos, Iyla gripping a leg at Goddard, Tessa grinning in the rearview. Double shot in the rack, Front Range in the windshield, the whole day from school run to chicken on the dinner table.
Saturday morning Highlands Ranch ritual — Liam, Ava, Iyla sent to clean three rooms before any screen, and somehow all three end up on Iyla's bed making it worse. "Daddy, I'm done" — five socks, three tissues, toothpaste streak across the bathroom mirror.
Rug rolled out, music up, daddy calling moves for the whole crew — Liam stomp it down, Ava sass the crown, Iyla wiggle all around, Tessa bouncing on the ground. Big finish freeze, hands up high, "How big is Tessa?" — "SO BIG!"
Baby-show call and response — daddy calls the move and Tessa does it. Clap your hands, wave hello, blow a kiss, stomp your feet, touch your nose, peekaboo, hands up high — "How big is Tessa? SO BIG!"
"Watching You" by Rodney Atkins through a Brooks-and-Dunn kitchen — Liam climbing a chair to mirror every move, then leading Ava through a two-step at a barn-wedding reception, then spinning Maria across the kitchen floor on a Tuesday. Seven years old, daddy's shadow, every step learned.
Three-year-old Iyla running the band from the living room rug — stomp, clap, spin, jump, wiggle, freeze, roar like a lion. Daddy on the floor doing every move, knees complaining, Maria shaking her head as she walks by.
Tessa center stage on the rug while Liam, Ava and Iyla hype her up — clap, peekaboo, kick-kick stomp, a slow-motion three-sixty spin, pointing out daddy and mama and Liam. All four kids throwing arms up high, "How big is Tessa? SO BIG!"
Saturday morning, Liam four years old, Dexter's Lab on the brand new 65-inch and he wants Gravity Falls. Daddy in the office, no remote in reach, so Liam pulls the wiffle ball bat out from behind the couch and bams the screen — then walks in calm to demonstrate.
Tuesday gymnastics — TX 500h warmed up, double shot in hand, Ava locked in on the mat and Iyla half-vibing through the glass wall while Liam and Tessa hold the fort with Maria back at the house. Class lets out, Ava debriefing every minute, Iyla fading fast in the car seat.
Tessa one year old, lets go of the couch and takes thirteen steps across the living room rug while the whole house holds breath — Maria's phone rolling, Liam losing his mind, Iyla cheering from behind. Two weeks later she's back to crawling because it's faster, daddy taking his time with the last baby.
Friday night, forty-pound bin dumped on the living room rug — Liam in the corner building a battleship, Ava locking down the pinks for a castle, Iyla taking the kingdom out with one knee, Tessa crawling through the pile with a red 2x4 headed for her mouth. Daddy stepping on a 2x2, the kids cackling.
Six-year-old Ava on the living room rug, hand on the hip, sashaying through slow sass, fast sass, sass-and-spin. Liam dragged in for the choreo, Iyla freestyling two beats behind, Tessa copying from the highchair with a tiny baby hip.
Highlands Ranch to Orange City for the Tulip Festival, TX 500h loaded down, eastbound on I-76 — Iyla on the potty inside fifty miles, Liam in the grass on the next exit, Liam's headphones tuning out the seatbelt reminder. Speeding ticket fifty miles in, Tessa crying till Kearney.
Bedtime hustle — jammies first, then teeth, gummy vitamins forgotten halfway up the stairs. Maria reading to Ava and Iyla, Liam pulling faces in the bathroom mirror while Narnia waits on the bed, Tessa nursing in the chair. Couch and Silo on the screen when the hall finally dims.
Six o'clock and Hawaiian chicken hits the table — Ava wants salami and bread, Liam getting food on everything but his plate, Iyla picking peppers on her own line, Tessa smashing pineapple into her hair. Negotiating bites till dessert, Maria with the look that says it all.
Six chairs around the breakfast nook craft table — Liam locked in with tongue out, Ava running color committee, Iyla coloring the table itself, Tessa in the highchair with a chunky crayon and a wide grin. Half the box on the floor, Maria smiling across at Philip.
Four AM alarm, six bags and a stroller, Thule strapped to the Lexus for the Christmas run from Highlands Ranch to Sea-Tac. E-470 to Peña, CLEAR podium, Legos tripping the TSA, Tessa screaming on descent with the bottle in her mouth — Tahoe waiting at the rental counter for University Place.