What do you do with a pre-schooler who is out of school the Friday before Spring Break...take a day trip!
I'm slightly embarrassed to admit that I have been dying to visit Babyland General, home of the Cabbage Patch Kid Hospital, since I moved to this state. The opportunity had almost slipped me by, seeing as how my other two are a little old for this, not to mention one is a boy. So knowing Lucy was my last hope, we made happen! Leave it to Lucy to save the day.
You kind of need to know that I was a die hard Cabbage Patch fan as a little girl. Those dolls were like real life babies to me and went everywhere I did. Taffy was the oldest with red pig tails. Then there was Rosco who was a soccer playing boy and finally was the bald baby, Jobie. And no, I didn't name them, those were their official adopted names. But, boy did I adore them.
I can't deny, I was a slight bit creeped out by the "nursery" at Babyland or actually, the adults who were looking to adopt the perfect baby for themselves...seriously! I can truthfully say, I was over my obsession by 12 and that was kind of old. But, it sure was fun to share it with Lulu and a few of her pals.
The nurse was dressed for the part and certainly acted it out too. My little one had no idea what she was in for. Nor did I really.
Before entering the "nursery", we scouted out a few glass cabinets filled with dolls from long ago. And of course, grabbed a couple obligatory pictures.
A cabbage couch...it doesn't get much more official than this!
Once we entered, there were babies everywhere! I mean they were literally hatching out of the cabbage plants under Mother Cabbage's tree. We even witnessed a whole ceremonial birth from the tree. Lucy was beyond confused, rightfully so.
But, after great debate, the girls made their selections. Lucy and her bestie opted for one of the "big kids". Having hair was a must for Lucy.
We went through the official adoption procedure and from there Lillie Charlotte was ours! And oh my, she has that signature CPK smell. It brings back so many memories.
Ya'll, I'm a Grandma! And if you think I'm joking, I'm not. That is what Lillie calls me, I babysit, change her clothes, tuck her in at night, and she goes everywhere with us.
Like Mother like Daughter...

















































