Yesterday I took the kids to Chicago to visit friends. Actually, they're in Oak Park, which is amazing, seriously! The park we went to was gorgeous, as it should be with the tax rate there...All sorts of Frank Lloyd Wright houses there, it's like rows and rows of the most beautiful houses you've ever seen. I'll have to go back sans children someday and walk around.
My kids could've cared less about the houses, they just wanted to get out of the damn car. And once we were out, they got to run around, play with baby puppy Shirley, and pester big kid Keagan. Ingrid has a bit of a crush on Keagan, so she kept bothering him, much to his dismay.
It was the sweatiest, stickiest day, but we managed to have a good time and it was great catching up with one of my oldest and dearest friends! But really, next time will be without kids so we can have an actual conversation that does not include "Stop hitting! Use your words! Put the dog down, she does not want to be held by her neck!"
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My mom grew up in Oak Park
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