Oh ... it's just you

So, I come home this evening and, instead of Lauren's usual smiling self, I get this very perplexed look. I couldn't understand why my lovely daughter would not be happy to see me. Then, my wife tells me she pulled Lauren away from Baby Mozart to come greet me. So the look wasn't so much perplexed as "You pulled me away from the TV for THIS?!?!?!"

Ah ... she is my daughter after all.