chicago love

turning 4, take two

the second celebration took place in chicago.

we had a great time visiting

hansy & gigi,

grandaddy & grandma,

amy & mike,

ashley & aaron,

kristen & danny,

betsy & frank...

and, of course, sweet home wrigley.

 

 

and, of course, a post just wouldn't be a post

without a touch of ShuaCam.

this time, Wrigley Field Style.

the drive home

admittedly, there is much to catch you up on.

the shu turned 4, we had an influx of North cousins, 

a trip to chicago-- complete with Cubs game.

but, let's have a backwards dinner, shall we?

(remember those? man, i thought we had it made the nights

mom let us "get away" with dessert first.)

i'll begin by saying that our child is the best road tripper i know.

i feel badly for those whose children don't dig the ride.

we experienced that for a trip or two,

but for the last few years,

the shu has been a fantastic backseat roller.

and, when the going gets long,

and the Shu-Mama combo a little slap happy,

gems such as these pop up.

hope they make you giggle :)

a shu, a logan, some wheels.

the field museum

the stroessler men.

and he's off... rumor is there are dino bones inside.

'dino bones, hansy? please? i love them. just ask Our Betsy!'

shua meets Sue.

if you are lucky enough to know hansy, ask him the story behind these deer. fantastic.

a pteranadon and a t rex mural. home away from home.

if you ask shu what he saw in chicago, he'll most likely answer "trains." if you ask him what else he might have seen, he'll most likely say "t rex and 2 big huge elephants."

mac & cheese, oj, and chicago. sigh.

the ginormous, moving, responds-to-what-moves-around-her Sue. we weren't too sure about her at first.

so we moved to a safer locale.

slowly, we moved forward and eventually made it up front. sadly, no pictures of the bravery. my hand was being held hostage :)

stroesslers: out.

a boy and his hansy.

now, i'm sure you can imagine how tired a dude can get

when faced with a dino spectacular such as this.

because, truly,

a dude can get tired.

real, real tired.