On our way to Asheville last week (has it already been one whole week since we got back?) we stopped to meet Allie Grace Moss.
She's got a million expressions. Each one more interesting and endearing than the last. She is a big fan of the pumpkins on the front porch and rearranged them at least 52 times in the course of an hour. I let her. Great Aunts get to do things like that.