When the sun shines on her solar handbag, "Her Maj" just waves and waves and waves. It really is hard to explain why this thing is so cheering, except to say that if you don't find her joyeous then there must be something wrong with your funny bone. It looks just like her, it waves just like her. A great gift for anyone with a even a teeny bit of affection for the wee lady. She's waving at me now from the window-ledge. Bless!