Life in the Big City

What have I been up to? Welllllll...

Went to my first football game - this one was a Nebraska/Northwestern showdown up in Evanston. The game was awesome. Well, maybe that's an overstatement - the game was fine, the gigantic bag of popcorn accompanied by a large cup of fresh-squeezed lemonade was awesome. Dad and I had a blast.

Been hanging at Nana's and playing some ball with Papa in the backyard.

I have a best friend at school. We went on a field trip and spent the entire day joined at the hip. Her name is Nadia.

As always, spending loads of quality time (and loads of not-so-quality time) with Mabel Jane, often in my Polar Bear hat if the weather permits.

And went to Dad's work the other night to pick something up. He asked me if I wanted to take the elevator or walk up the 170 stairs to his office. Two roads diverged in the woods and I... took the stairs. Mission accomplished.

The Cats In Their Hats

So here in Chicago it has been unseasonably warm so far this winter. And last Sunday didn't disappoint. It was in the upper 40s so we got our gear on and headed for the park.

But first, we had to get our coats and hats on, which was really fun because we wanted to wear our new hats from Aunt Erica.

Mae's is sweet - it's like a little French beret, or as I like to call her when she wears it - "Cupcake Head," because it also looks like the frosting and little sprinkle part on top of a cupcake.

Mine? Well, I don't want to get into it too much because I'm sure there are some animal lovers that read this blog, but I had to go deep into the heart of the Canadian Arctic Archipelago to get my hat. But don't worry, I didn't hurt the polar bear - I just asked him to sit down and join me for a snack (peanut butter and crackers), after which he agreed I could just cut some of his extra hair off and make a hat with it... Voila.