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And so I come to the final part of our trip. Our place in Chicago was really close to Wrigley Field, home of the Chicago Cubs baseball team, so we got super cheap tickets for a midweek afternoon game and had an ace time. We saw some cracking home runs which was very exciting for young Master H, while little Miss just enjoyed being able to clamber all over the seats and generally have a play. That evening we took full advantage of our guests and left them with the kids for the evening while Mr H and I went to the theatre to see my home town namesake... Hamilton! I'd heard that this was THE new show on the block to see, and it really was brilliant. What made it even more special, and I hadn't even realised this when I booked it, was that it was set just outside Boston at the time around the American War of Independence. So here I was, seeing it just weeks after I'd been learning about this precise period in history (see " Heroes are my weakness...

We've figured out that a "Children's Museum" is actually just another term for an indoor playground where you can easily lose your children, so we optimistically set off for the Chicago Children's Museum on a Sunday afternoon. Afternoons really are the time to do things as most families are starting to head home shortly after lunch time, as are school trips if it's a weekday, so we had an easy morning at home and then headed into Navy Pier, home to the museum, around the top of the day. The nice lady on the desk let a dozing Miss H in for free (everyone over 12 months of age has to pay), and when she woke up shortly afterwards both kids had a brilliant time playing with building tools, skittles, fishing nets, climbing walls, and the perennial winner: water! The next day we took it easy and stayed local. The weather was starting to pick up a little, so we went out to the beach near us which unfortunately had quite a bit of broken glas...