On our second day in the mountains we explored the region east of Dahlonega. Our first stop was the Babyland General Hospital- home of the Cabbage Patch Kids. Basically this was a huge store that sold all types of Cabbage Patch (and other) toys and accessories. The main attraction at the store is getting to witness the "birth" of a Cabbage Patch Kid. I thought this would be cool, but it was actually a little weird. The experience began with an announcement for all medical staff to stand by because "Mother Cabbage" was in labor. At that point a nurse went to the cabbage patch that was under a magical tree and gave Mother Cabbage an exam (including a "sonogram"). She announced that Mother Cabbage was dilated to 10 leaves and that she was going to get a shot of "TLC" to help with contractions (like I said, this was a little on the weird side). Finally, a little baby boy doll was born. The nurse asked for a name- first and middle- from the audience. Both of my kids' hands shot up. The nurse called on Olivia, who gave the doll the first name of "Owen". Then it was time for the middle name. There was only one other volunteer, so Owen gave the doll the middle name of "Charlie". So, we witnessed the birth of the Cabbage Patch Kid "Owen Charlie". Owen Charlie was then taken to be examined by the nurse and then she brought him out for us to hold (still weird). I thought that it would be a nice souvenir to adopt Owen Charlie, so I asked the nurse how much it would cost. The answer was $225 dollars. What??? Needless to say, Owen Charlie is still probably sitting at Babyland waiting to be adopted. We ended up buying a cheaper doll for Olivia and a stuffed turtle for Owen.
This day just got weirder as it went along. After we left Babyland we headed to (Alpine) Helen, Ga. This town is built to resemble a German village. It's like the whole town is "in on" the idea of promoting the town as a bit of Germany in the U.S. Everything from the architecture to the shops to the restaurants is supposed to whisk visitors away to Bavaria. A lot of people really like coming here, but we just weren't feeling it. The problem is that this is not Germany and no one around is German. It just didn't work for us. We were there for the Oktoberfest festivities, but we ended up making an early exit. Instead we headed back up to the mountains for some more hiking.
On our second day in the mountains we explored the region east of Dahlonega. Our first stop was the Babyland General Hospital- home of the Cabbage Patch Kids. Basically this was a huge store that sold all types of Cabbage Patch (and other) toys and accessories. The main attraction at the store is getting to witness the "birth" of a Cabbage Patch Kid. I thought this would be cool, but it was actually a little weird. The experience began with an announcement for all medical staff to stand by because "Mother Cabbage" was in labor. At that point a nurse went to the cabbage patch that was under a magical tree and gave Mother Cabbage an exam (including a "sonogram"). She announced that Mother Cabbage was dilated to 10 leaves and that she was going to get a shot of "TLC" to help with contractions (like I said, this was a little on the weird side). Finally, a little baby boy doll was born. The nurse asked for a name- first and middle- from the audience. Both of my kids' hands shot up. The nurse called on Olivia, who gave the doll the first name of "Owen". Then it was time for the middle name. There was only one other volunteer, so Owen gave the doll the middle name of "Charlie". So, we witnessed the birth of the Cabbage Patch Kid "Owen Charlie". Owen Charlie was then taken to be examined by the nurse and then she brought him out for us to hold (still weird). I thought that it would be a nice souvenir to adopt Owen Charlie, so I asked the nurse how much it would cost. The answer was $225 dollars. What??? Needless to say, Owen Charlie is still probably sitting at Babyland waiting to be adopted. We ended up buying a cheaper doll for Olivia and a stuffed turtle for Owen.
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That is hilarious!
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