A few months ago we briefly visited this amazing neighborhood. Lincoln Park, in Chicago. We were going back to Madison and stopped for a little bit there and I couldn't believe how cool and beautiful this area is. It is packed with very trendy stores, restaurants, amazing brownstone, Victorian houses and many people walking in the street, pushing strollers and walking dogs. I loved it. I can't say much about it, we spent little time there, but planning to go back soon, let's see.
It seems we have finally found a school we really like for D. to start elementary school next fall. I know, it seems so early to start the process, but in order to pick the school we really wanted we needed to start this early. What a relief. What a big relief. We toured at least 10 schools in the last 2 months. In our district, out of our district, public schools and private schools, charter schools and whatever's left in the middle, and somehow there was always something that didn't click to me when touring all those schools. All of them -btw- with very high scores and super nice reviews, but still, there was something that didn't convince me. It happened the same to me when I was looking for preschools for D. two years ago. I visited many, until I went to one that felt right to me instantly, it felt right in my heart. And that was how I felt yesterday morning when we visited the very last school in our list to tour, it felt right. I liked the school, thank God, I liked