Atlanta Adventure: American Girl style

I wanted to take Lindsey to the AG doll store in Atlanta last fall as a special mother-daughter trip before baby sister arrived, but teaching/grad school/weddings/baby sister got in the way. So, we decided we would go this summer instead for our mother-daughter trip before Lindsey starts kindergarten. I asked my mom to join us for a true mother-daughter experience (and to help me handle an overly-eager five year old) and was so thankful to have her there. I did not have an AG doll when I was a girl (I did not feel deprived; I was a Barbie girl myself) but Lindsey has a Bitty Baby (Bitsy) and a historical doll (Kit) and loves to play with them. She was psyched about the trip. The day before we left she told me we would probably see Santa Claus there since she knew he shopped there.

We went to Tupelo Thursday night once David got home to get a one-hour head start on our trip. I woke up Friday for the first time in six months without hearing my baby girl in her monitor, but I know she was in good hands at home. Mom, Lindsey, and I headed to Atlanta, and somehow we made it there without getting lost which deserves a round of applause considering the direction genes we carry.

We checked into our hotel and there waiting for us was a pink AG bed with pillow and cover, a red AG t-shirt for Kit, and a treat bag from the store full of candy. We could have turned around to drive home at that point because Lindsey was thrilled beyond words, but the fun was just beginning.

We took the hotel shuttle over to the AG store (not wanting to press our luck with the not getting lost thing) and Lindsey walked in to the magical world of AG pushing her double stroller (Fisher Price brand, because that's the way we roll).

Kit made an appointment at the hair salon. After much deliberation, Lindsey decided she wanted Kit's hair fixed exactly like it always had been. But she added a pink and purple bow to go with the 1930s era outfit. We opted not to get Kit's ears pierced as well since the look doesn't really shout "Depression era".

After circling the store a dozen times, Lindsey decided on a red shirt for her to match Kit's, a pair of jeans for Kit to wear her shirt with, a backpack full of school supplies for Kit, matching pajamas for Lindsey and Bitsy, and a blue romper with tennis shoes for Kit. We left the store loaded down with the signature red bag and headed upstairs to the carousel. 


 B graciously offered to watch Kit and Bitsy so Lins and I could take a spin on the merry-go-round.



By this point, we were ready for supper. Luckily we had made reservations at the AG Bistro. This was perhaps the cutest place in the world. Each AG doll got a little booster seat for our table along with a tea cup and saucer. We ate while enjoying the atmosphere.

At this point, it was after 6:00, which could only mean one thing: time to head back to the hotel and get in our pajamas. We were pooped. Yet somehow Lindsey stayed up to around midnight. At one point we bought a movie off the TV (something we could not have done if either Popsey or dad had been there) to bribe her to lie down and be still.

Saturday morning we got up, got dressed (Lindsey and Kit matching, of course), and hit the road back home--with a stop at the outlet mall in Leeds, Alabama. We did not stay long because Lindsey apparently loves to shop and convinced us she HAD to have a dress at Gap and a new pair of brown sunglasses just like mommy's and a pair of pajamas to match Kate for the fall...at this point, we loaded back in the minivan and hit the highway to Tupelo.

We had a quick trip but it was full of precious memories. Looking forward to going back in about five years with Kate.