Lately, or more like every night just before we go to bed, Gigi has been wondering into our bedroom and refusing to leave. The routine usually starts with her coming in and me trying to kick her out, which then results in her trying to hide inside the closet.
Once I manage to pull her out of the closet she just stands in the middle of the room, confused.
She continues to stand in the middle of the room with a blank stare, frozen in place.
Finally after a lot of pointing, hand gesturing, and swearing (she's deaf so it doesn't matter) she goes to the hallway where her bed is. This is yet another joy that Gigi brings into my life.