For a week, we told Grace we were going to a hotel with an on-site waterpark in Pigeon Forge. Of course, she didnt't understand that Pigeon Forge is a town. She couldn't wait to get there after Parker left. She kept asking "Where is Pigeon Forge?"
We arrived on Wed. night and stayed until Saturday afternoon. Grandma and Grandpa Whaley joined us in our room, and we had a blast. Grace loved the swings and teeter totter in the kiddie park and wanted so bad to surf on the simulated surf area. She still says, "Daddy is being lazy on the lazy river" and waits for the big bucket to drop water.
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