Alas. My long overdue post recording the awesome adventures that were to be had in that magical land of Chicago...
Josh and I arrived in the wee hours of the morning and found Katie asleep on the couch waiting for us. After a very very early breakfast of yummy scones and a rousing game of something involving colored domes, we set off for the train to Chicagoland.










Now, at this point, you'll start to realize that I must have been super happy to be with my friends because I endured one of my pet peeves with only a little grumbling. Oh, yes. Josh and I were not prepared for the bit of precipitation and Scott and Katie gracefully loaned us their very warm and very matchy red Northies. A fact that was not lost on the locals, either.

Even in Chicago, Katie took us to TJ Maxx.
Back in Wheaton. My purse had a great time.
We were priviledged to attend Amelia's ballet recital later that day.
On Sunday, we went to Wheaton Bible to see what all the fuss was about. Macker wanted to be my twin.








Amelia gave us a tour of Scott's youth room

Josh had to return to Phoenix on Sunday, so Katie and I kept ourselves busy by organizing their basement.








Thanks, friends, for having us. We love you and miss you.
5 comments:
Glad you made it to Gino's East!
Next month? I'm totally packing myself in your suitcase! I won't bring anything that matches with you ... promise. Can I come???
Seems like your night out on the town was left out of the post...where could I find those pictures...
I seriously almost fell of the chair before I realized that the cat wasn't real. I knew Katie would never get a real one. That thing was super creepy!
Glad you're coming back next month too! The red matchy jackets crack me up. ;)
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