But it wasn't quite right yet...
Georgia: I look, how do you say, French!
Olivia: No.You look, how do you say, weird.
And off we went to Brandon for lunch, shopping, gymnastics, bowling and dinner. Georgia told me at bedtime "that wearing a moustache was the right thing to do today, Mom." And, indeed, it was.
You make my heart smile Georgia. Thank you for that.