Emma's eyes widened when she heard the lady's name, and she bounced in excitement.
"Your name is Emma? My name is Emma, too!" she replied with a giggle. She put her hand on top of Seamus's head and patted it.
"This is Seamus. I call him Seamoose. He's grouchy today."
Seamus furrowed his brow as he looked over at Emma. Someone sure was a smarty pants this afternoon.
He gave the older Emma an embarrassed smile and shook his head. "I'm not grouchy. She's just silly," he said with a grin, tickling the little girl's sides for a moment.
Emma giggled when he tickled her, and then she swatted his hands away. "Stop that, you."