the pink pig.

The Pink Pig is already a holiday tradition for our family. Or, let's call it a pre-holiday tradition. We like to beat the crowd. We took P last year, and he was fascinated by the lights and colors. This year, he was thrilled by the experience. Even though we went before Thanksgiving, we still had to wait at least thirty minutes for our turn. P was so utterly excited, he didn't even mind waiting in line. He just kept chanting, "choo-choo", and pointed and stared at the pink "train".




After the Pink Pig, we headed over to Phipps for a dry run of our visit with Santa. We somehow managed to secure a highly coveted appointment with the "good" Santa at Phipps. (Yes, I'm one of those crazy mom's that stayed up 'til 2 am one night in early October to book our appointment.) We're a little worried about P's reaction to Santa, so we're making our best effort to slowly introduce P to the concept. We watched Santa from the second floor balcony and talked about sitting in Santa's lap, his reindeer, elves, and toys. P was mesmerized.


We think our first trial run went pretty well. We'll keep working on it. It was a great family weekend. A weekend to be thankful for.