So we caravan'd up to Milwaukee and met at a small park right by the Lake and did our thing.
Climbed trees, played in the fountain, frosted cakes, blew out candles, gave Zaya his presents and cards (one of which apparently Eli got a pretty big kick out of).
Then we went down to this corner of the lakefront where you can fly kites. Even if you think it's not windy enough, when you get down to the point, it's plenty windy and you can get your kite as high as you want it to go.
Mae and Sophie took a turn...
Pax took a shot at it...
And then I did my thing.
And then as we were going through the pictures from the day dad had a thought and started sifting back through pictures. And sure enough, check this out - the first one is me from May, 2012, and the second one is me from a couple weeks ago.
Looks like a 2018 trip to Milwaukee to fly kites is definitely gonna have to get on the calendar.









