Speechless, Part 3

Sunday we woke up to even colder temperatures, which is hard to believe, this being December in Chicago and all. But we muddled through, and managed to down a delicious breakfast at a teeny tiny restaurant next to our hotel. We then decided it was time to head back home, and took a little drive along the lake so we could get a good view of the skyline, and also Oprah's house. It's the important things, right?


Meg and Jill enjoying the bitter wind.


We arrived home to a pot roast dinner, courtesy of Sugar Daddy. He's so domestic like that. Then it was a quick photo shoot with the kids and the sisters, and then the tears started. I hated to see them leave! I do okay being here without my family, until I see them. When they come and go, it makes it so hard! But I love them, and I will definitely take the tears of sadness to enjoy a couple of days of total fun.


Yep, that's a Hummer pulling a trailer. It parked itself right outside our hotel.



And for some reason there was a firetruck parked outside as well. I had to get a shot of it because I'm like a reporter what with my cell phone camera and all.


So that was our weekend. I love my sisters. I love my family. I love that Sugar Daddy let me take off for a fun night out despite the fact that our house is covered in boxes needing to be unpacked. He's the bomb.

Next time it is my turn to do the surprising. Now I just need to start planning my attack.

Love you girls!