Then this guy started talking about all these buildings. That made me think I wouldn't mind being in a building eating something. So I did what all self-respecting babies do at these moments, I demanded food. Then I fell asleep.
When I woke up I wasn't sure where I was. Chicago is a big place and my parents took me all over that city. I never knew where I was going to wake up. In fact, each morning I woke up in my cousin Drake's kitchen...that threw me a little, but Mom and Dad were always in the next room, so it wasn't that different from home.
One thing I really liked was the Lincoln Park Zoo. Among the highlights were the African Wild Dogs,which reminded me of my doggies, Buddy and Shamus. I also liked the big fish tank with a lot of fish eating lettuce. Here Dad and I are finding out what it's like to be an ant tunneling through the ground. Isn't my Dad fun?
Chicago has so many things to offer, but I would be remiss if I didn't t mention the Art. Even in a tourist trap like Navy Pier we were able to elevate ourselves by taking in an exhibit of stained glass...it reminded me a little of church, but at the Pier nobody really cared if I squealed with glee.