But on the way home Elsie caved in and crashed.
When we arrived at Carol's, Elsie wasn't up yet. When she got up she had to have her dad comb her hair so she would be presentable for Great GRandpa jack.
Notice how loving she is, took to me quick, didn't take but a few gold dollars, some sketching and a magic trick or two. The magic coloring book. Hey, I'm good looking, I don't have to bribe the ladies. hahahahaha
One more of the photo ops she insisted on having.
I even got a few hugs in between these shots. I did get a video of her singing her ABC's and saying hello to her Grandpa jack back home. Jack was going to flyout, but an emergency arose and he skipped (regretfully).
Elsie toured our playhouse here. Loved the motor home but she was tired and we parted. She is a doll of course, and I am not one of those silly Great Grand Parents!