Imagine my chagrin when we arrived, all decked out in my Kiss make-up, at Rock City in Chattanooga, which is actually a bunch of rocks. It was another beautiful spring day and, after some false starts that morning, we headed to parts slightly north.
Yes, of course, we got one of those awesome bird houses. I'm pretty sure that's the entire reason we went.
Kate very nearly made it 1/3 of the way up the rock wall while Sarah had an absolute fit because she couldn't try it (she's 10 pounds too light). "I know I can do it!" she wailed. Then she sat silently by herself for awhile, watching all the heavier kids climb.
Sarah's favorite part was the Fairyland Canyons, which Jeremiah immediately declared, in a voice an octave above usual pitch, "lame". I think he secretly loved the Mother Goose village, though. As we came out of the cavern Sarah, who at this point is usually gearing up for a meltdown, skipped along beside me and said "that was fun!"