waiting on a woman.

My mom comes by to see Reese everyday after work. Some days she even comes on her lunch break. Reese loves it. Only trouble is, she eventually has to go home. (sigh) When we mention a Gigi visit Reese runs laughing as fast as she can to the door and waits. Yesterday I made the mistake of miscalculating Gigi's arrival time. She cried, laid in the floor and pouted. I imitated her and next thing you know we were playing a game of hide and seek and she's laughing hysterically...

A few minutes later her Gigi arrived and all was well. A good Gigi can make anything better.
By the way, her hair is outta control these days. The girl needs some spray.