1 solo flight with a perfect baby
2 amazing friend reunions (go Dawgs)
1 unbelievable tour of Wrigley Field; VIP doesn’t even do it justice
90 minute architecture boat tour for those awake
30 minute boat tour for sleeping child
1 ritzy sushi dinner, complete with eating baby food on chop sticks
20 miles walked
1 afternoon spent towering the city in the John Hancock building
10 fingers all over big city windows
4 days in my favorite city
1 return flight with two adults and a perfect baby
*If Rye has any trouble picking up women, we’ll send him straight to the Windy City.
Age: 10 months Weight: 3-4 medium-sized pumpkins Best Moment: Do I have to pick just one? I’m playing ball, and even throw the ball with the puppy. He’s glad I’m finally earning my keep around here. I give kisses, high-fives; I’m pretty close to having all the qualifications of a well-trained monkey. Worst Moment: Mom bought me jeans, but their more of a tight-skinny fit than I feel comfortable rocking on the playground. I’m not that European. Eating: Eating crackers like you’re mad at them. I steal muffins at daycare; they now call me the Muffin Man. I learned this new trick that involves food, gravity and the dog. I sit on my eating perch and launch food. Indy’s never eaten better. Turns out I can throw more than a ball. My socks are equally as delicious.
I saw my first pumpkin patch! That same day I saw a pumpkin regatta – people rowing in giant real-life pumpkins on the river.
Nana and nanny visited. We did a lot of cool stuff. My 84-y.o. nanny and I have a ton in common. We like the same toys, travel at the same pace, nap, etc.
I’m learning to army crawl and get off my knees. There is something to standing up.
People keep saying how good-lookin’ I am. It takes mom extra time to shop with me, people love to come up and say hi. When it’s just dad and I, we pick up a lot of chicks.
This weekend was a stunner. I took my jet lagged better half across the Twin Cities to Stillwater. From a pumpkin regatta (yes, massive floating pumpkins) to a pumpkin patch, it was a glorious fall weekend.
It’s pretty cool getting to show Rye all the fun Halloween things I remember doing growing up. He’s such a genuinely happy kid that I get geeked seeing his face scrunch up with a smile when he sees new things.
We biked a new area and ended up topping off the day around the fireplace. Sunday Funday, fall style.
Cool, cold weekend turned into 80 and spectacular. And nothing like your nanny still being able to dictate what you wear. I was wearing a tank top before we left the house, for the record. *Photo courtesy of Jewell photography. … Continue reading →
We ticked the Minnesota tourist boxes this weekend. We Malled of America. Falled in love with the season. And rode around everywhere. That’s how you roll with a toddler and 85 y.o. Both have similar levels of interest.