Runaway Pigtails

So today while we were outside, Elizabeth told me she was running away.  I asked her where she was going. 

"Grammy's!", she said.

'Are you going to ride your trike?", I asked.

"No.", she answered.

"Are you going to take the stroller?", I asked.

"No.", she answered.

"Are you going to drive the car?", I asked again.

"No.", she answered.

"Well, how are you going to get there?", I wondered.

"Llama!", she answered.

Should have guessed...

Running away from Daddy, complete with pigtails.  Yes, PIGTAILS.  We finally have enough hair for pigtails!!  YAY!