Our oldest son was born in 1996. My wife and I thought it would be nice to take him to see the Santa at Field’s on State Street in Chicago. I remember going once or twice as a kid. So, we took a couple of days during Christmas break that year and drove down to Chicago from Michigan where I was serving a small parish and Nancy was a teacher.
Here’s the picture:
The following year we moved to Wisconsin. Since we were only 3 hours from Chicago, we drove down to visit family and stopped in at Field’s to visit Santa:
We did it again the next year:
In 1999 we were blessed with Kurt! Since we had a Chicago Christmas for the last three years, we felt that it was a tradition that would serve us well.
In 2000, Mark joined us. Time started to fly fast:
And faster and faster…
This is an awesome record of our boys lives – from the time Eddie was seven months old to 14 years old and Kurt at 11 and Mark 10. Some things do not really change even though they are changing all the time.
That’s part of what makes Christmas so wonderful for me. It’s the same things every year but it is different every year.