Gracie is back. She's here for a visit. She knows the drill. I'm pretty sure she thinks she's one of the kids. She runs eagerly to the end of the driveway each morning, and waits for the big yellow bus to appear. Then she tries desperately to climb up the steps after all the kids get on.
Gracie is SO very happy when they return in the afternoon, that her little bum wags back and forth in excitement.
My bum probably wags a little, too.