Christmas in Chicago. The month of winter holidays that was meant to be split three weeks in Houston and one week in Chicago, which traumatically ended up being switched around one week in Houston and three weeks in Chicago. What surprises me about this picture is how happy I look when it definitely wasn’t a happy holiday. But the good friends that they are, Zach and Renee came to see me, which made it happy.
I do remember that evening being particularly fun as my whole family and Z&R walked up and down Michigan Avenue, window shopping, people watching, and eventually finding ourselves around a table enjoying Chicago-style pizza and later around another table enjoying a plateful of decadent chocolates.