When we lived in an apartment in the northwest side of Milwaukee, we had a pretty spot right across the street. Hogan was just learning to speak, and Owen was a baby. We would take Hogan across the street, down the path, and throw "rocks in the water." Hogans best try at that request was, "chocks in da chotter." Its been a revisited phrase in our family ever since. Here are some pictures of us visiting that spot while we were in Milwaukee recently. It was the first time back since we moved away.
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