An Atlanta Tradition...

Colin and I both grew up in Atlanta (actually the suburbs, but Katie Mae would call it Atlanta) and when we were little, we each went with our families to ride the Pink Pig at Christmas and we wanted to start this same tradition with Isabel. Some would say that it is silly to wait 2 hours in line for an 8 month old to ride, but it will be a sweet memory and was worth it.

Isabel holding her ticket (just long enough to get a picture before she tried to eat it)

Isabel and her Daddy outside the tent

It's a little blurry, but I love this picture. It doesn't get much sweeter than that.

You can see the original Pink Pig in the background. It was way cooler back in the day because it was a hanging monorail and was on the rooftop of Rich's instead of a mini-train in a tent on the top level of the parking deck but we enjoyed the ride anyway!