Abbey's First Communion present was a trip with me to the American Girl store in Chicago. I finally took her, poor thing...5 years later. I made a last minute decision that THIS was the weekend, and no excuses. Patrick would be fine...I haven't left him yet for more than a couple hours and certainly not at night...sad, but true. Life had got in the way the last years, and Abbey deserved this special trip. We ordered up tickets to Mary Poppins...worth every pretty penny. It was incredible. We took the subway all over the city, walked miles and miles, and got lost quite a few times. I kept saying, "How did WE mess up?" And Abbey didn't even correct me...because of course, I had the map. Thanks for the great girl's weekend Abbey...there is no other girl I'd rather be with than you!
(I just have to say...that's NOT what she wore to the actual performance...we had to go back and take pictures in front of the theatre because we forgot our camera the evening before.)