Having made Aidan walk a LOT at the Old Town Art Fair on Sunday, we decided to take a cab home. He seemed enchanted by the idea that you just have to raise your hand and shout "Taxi!" to get a car to show up to drive you right home.

The cab driver turned to Aidan and said "where to, buddy?"

All through the drive, he looked around at the big buildings and grinned while I explained how cabs were one of the ways people who live in big cities, like us, get around. You could tell he felt like a real big shot.

As we pulled up to the corner, he asked "Is Chicago always a magical city?"


You'd better believe it, kid!