Go Cubs.

It's impossible to overstate the joy that my husband felt on the historic evening of November 2nd, when the Chicago Cubs won the World series, after 108 years of coming up short. When he was just a little guy, Ryan had the privilege of being one of the bat boys for a few of the Cub's games. As luck, or rather destiny would have it, he was at a business meeting in Chicago the night of the game. He watched the game in the hotel bar, and to suggest there wasn't electricity in the air would be a total lie. He came home exhausted, because even though his room was on the 20th floor, fans on the streets were so elated that the partying was none stop from the moment the game was over. Miracles do happen, dreams do come true. Go Cubs!

The day after the game,

Owen went to school in his dads official Chicago Cubs batt boy shirt, 

that Ryan wore just 30 years ago..

Owen shouted "Go Cubs!" in every room that he walked into.

GO Cubs, indeed!