My Girl

After having my Dad and Grandpa over for lunch, we all made a trip for ice cream. Everything was fine and happy and right in the world.
Until the parking lot when Little Miss realized "Pa" and "More Pa" were heading home.
In their own car.
Without her.
I don't know what demon has possessed my child, but oh how I wish it would leave!
She was devastated and started to cry (that's the polite version) until I said the magic words:
"Honey, we're going to go look at a pretty house." (Parade of Homes)
She perked up, wiped her eyes and said, "Uh-huh!!! Bye Pa! Bye More Pa! Gake You! Bye! Bye!"
Sniff. That's my girl.