Little Mo' Chi-Town

 I bake for 7 hours today.  Twenty-one dozen cookies.  Seven different kinds of cookies.  Holy baking. But I figured you're tired of seeing pictures of cookies.  And I'm sure a certain mom would rather see her kiddos (Hi Mom!).

So I found a few left over pictures from our Chicago trip.  I apologize if I've already posted these, but I don't think I have.

It's cold here in Colorado.  The days are short; the sun never gets quite high enough in the sky to make it feel like a real day.  It's always either morning or late afternoon...never midday.  But anyways, it's cold and winter has been here and will come back soon, the trees are bare....looking at these pictures with the beautiful fall colors is kinda sad.

 Remember what it was like to walk around outside without a jacket and scarf?  Me neither.

And it's only been two weeks since that weather was here.  What am I gonna do for the next four months?

 Will likes his red shoes.

 I think there was a movie filmed somewhere in this area.  It looked familiar to me.  Or maybe I'm making this up.  Both possibilities.

Wilberforce is very good at sitting for pictures.

So there you go, Mom.  I refrained from posting 498 pictures of food, and posted some of your favorite Coloradoans instead.