Meeting the cousin

Today, at a picnic at Grandma LaVerne's and Grandpa Al's in honor of Labor Day, my 3-year old niece Becky decided she wanted to meet baby Reagan. She lifted my shirt, looked my belly button straight in the eye, gave me a pat and said "Hello Baby!" I asked her if the baby said hello back, but she said no. I'll have to teach our little girl better manners once she decides to leave the womb.