Grandmas Visit

"This can not be 3 generations?!" Dead Sea Minerals kiosk lady gasped at us as we crossed through the mall connecting Nordstrom and Michigan Avenue. "No. It's 4." Was my response as I pushed down the sun-cover of my stroller revealing a babbling Belle. "Ah-uh-eh-" she started to choke out before melting into a puddle of liquid joy on the floor. "Not again," we collectively sighed while brushing our hair back and continuing on our way to Baby Gap. "At least we avoided her product pitch..."



Last week's visit from Grandma and Grandma-Great really took Belle and I's cuteness factor to the next level.



The ladies had both been here before so it wasn't a super touristy trip. More of a ladies who lunch and shop and lunch and shop trip. (There was an entire day dedicated to Macy's and another day almost entirely dedicated to Nordstrom.)((((AWESOME))))

Oops. I only really have pictures from Macy's day.



Opening day for all things Christmas. Bill and Giuliana Rancic lit the tree.



I'm a creep. Bill loves it.



First time on Santa's lap!



Terror.

Lunch in the Walnut Room next to the tree.



We all enjoyed it. Except maybe Belle.







So glad they came. Something I'll never forget.