"Gaaaaaamaaaa!"

Emory's already undying love for her "Gama" (My mom is "grandmama", but Emory pronounces it "gama"; however, we continue to call her "grandmama"...it's cute for kids to mispronounce words, but not so cute when the parents follow suit...just my opinion.) has no doubt multiplied tenfold since she was with my mom nonstop during the last few weeks of dance. When we got to the beach, I just knew she would soak up as much "mommy time" as she could after not seeing me much for a while. Not the case. She was undeniably "Gama's" shadow the whole time.
Mom went to take a shower before we headed out to dinner. She stood at the bedroom door the whole time...
First knocking...

Then calling "GAAAAAAMAAAAAA!"

She obviously didn't want her love to go unnoticed, thus she kissed the door over and over and over....