The most important part of our trip to Chicago was Cole's first visit to Wrigley Field. It didn't start off so hot with my mom, Cole and I driving in massive amounts of traffic to get from Naperville to downtown. Where in the world were all these people going in the middle of a Wednesday morning? We finally got downtown, picked up John and headed to Wrigleyville. For those of you who have ever driven to a Cubs game, the parking situation is unbelieveable. We ended up following a weird guy on a scooter (yes, I said scooter) to a parking spot, but at least it was decent and we weren't going to get blocked in. We had lunch at Goose Island and then headed to Wrigley. Cole was on sensory overload with all the people there. I thought his eyes were going to bug right out of his head. The game itself was great with 6 runs scored in the first inning, however Cole did not appreciate all the cheering and he cried during the first 3 or 4 innings. After a while, he got used to all the noise and started to enjoy himself. He even dozed off during the 8th inning. He is apparently a good luck charm because the Cubs beat the Astros 12 to zip that day.
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