WITH A PINK PIG!
I’ve heard daddy talk about this pink pig downtown. I’ve been slightly intrigued with the thoughts of meeting a pink pig. Yesterday while watching the news with daddy in the afternoon, I saw it on television. OMP (oh my pig!).
It’s outrageous. I’m intrigued. It’s pink. I’m curious. It’s downtown.
You are probably asking yourself what the heck is the little miniature pot-bellied pig rambling on about? I’ll tell you.
In downtown Atlanta for more than 50 years, Atlantans have started their holiday with the tradition of riding the Macy’s Pink Pig. The Pink Pig is a train on top of the Lenox Square Mall. It is held beneath a 170 foot 1950’s themed Pink Pig tent. Kids of all ages come and ride the train – yep all ages. That includes my daddy who acts like he is five – snorts.
The Pink Pig is called Priscilla – hubba hubba. The Pink Pig train goes through the tracks of a life sized storybook with characters like Priscilla and her friends.
Daddy says that he remembers riding the Pink Pig when he was a child. Unfortunately, mommy never did 😦 I told mommy that I would give her piggy back rides around the house but she said it wasn’t the same?
But this year, daddy says he wants to change that. He wants mommy to be able to ride the Pink Pig and be part of a southern tradition here in Georgia. Aaaww – isn’t that sweet? Personally, I think daddy just wants to be a child again and ride it himself – snorts. I wonder if they will let me ride it?
Do you have any traditions where you are that kind of starts of the holidays for you?