Thursday morning in Gurnee it was 62 degrees, sunny and calm. That's pretty unheard of for Thanksgiving Day, so we made full use of the gift as I took the boys to our neighborhood park. Jack rode his new (used) bike and Max rode (most of the way) the world's squeakiest tricycle. Charlie was in the stroller. They had a pretty great time, perhaps because we hadn't actually been to our own park for quite some time. It was a great start to the day and one of many times I enjoyed some dad time on the long holiday weekend.
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