growing up with my mom there was something we got used to...her quirk for treats if you will. as a flight attendant, she was always on the go. she still has this tempo beat into her blood somehow after the years of flying. whenever i am with my mom, we always GO! and i mean go! if its traveling through germany over thanksgiving or argentina on holiday or running around the joe, we are always on the go.
there is a classic mom trait that when she first sees us after being away she has to rumage through her belongings pulling everything out and going through everything to unpack some sort of treat item she has collected and carried miles and miles on multiple means of transportation just to hand deliver it. this entire action takes place simultaneously to her walking through the front door and seeing us.
and now, hailey is learning that whenever Nana comes, she arrives bearing "treats."
