The sun, the breeze, a perfect day for the beach.
“Is it a lake or a sea?”, asked mom.
“Lake. No, sea!”, said Randall.
Mom: We’ll probably go to New York in a couple of weeks.
Randall: No, in ten weeks.
Mom: No. Just a couple of weeks. A couple means two or three.
Randall: Why?
Mom: Because it’s our schedule.
Randall: Bendule. It’s our bendule.
Mom: No, schedule!
Randall (laughing): Bendule.
Mom: Ok. It’s our plan.
Randall (laughing even louder): It’s our can.
Mom: …
Randall: How did the doctor cut your belly open?
Mom: Let’s change a topic.
Randall: When can we go to Hawaii again?
Mom: …
On a very hot summer day, we take a train ride into the city. This is Randall’s second time at Millennium Park. The first visit was a year ago and he has certainly grown a lot, for he no longer needs help when climbing up and down the big structures. Still, for Randall, the best part of the playground is the skate park, where he wins a race over daddy.
We end our visit with a boat tour along the river, learning the city’s legendary architecture and the history behind it.