Sophie

my 'carbon copy' that's what my mom calls her.

and it's cute until I can see the bad parts of me manifested in toddler form.

ok. it's still cute.

one of my favorites right now is everything is 'really, really!'

it truly is how I feel about life - I exaggerate often, I try not to but it's just really really hard not too!

I feel really really deep.

I see really really good.

I 'everything' 'really really'.

and so does my Sophie:

I'm wiwwlly wiwwlly (really, really) hungry.

(like every 5 minutes. and every 5 minutes I tell her, well then, when you had food in front of you, you should have eaten it instead of playing with your sister. twins!!!!)

I can't stop crying because it wiwwlly wiwwlly hurts.

(try not to laugh when you know she's not hurt that bad but she busts out with that statement and you're conflicted on whether to just laugh because it's so cute or not so you don't damage her feelings!)

I wiwwlly wiwwlly wanna go home.

(which means, leave the house...we're working on that ;-)

Lydia/Nora/Samantha hit me wiwwlly wiwwlly wiwwlly wiwwlly hard!

(meaning, they were walking by me and breathed in my air space and that was just too close for comfort, so I'm tattling on them....meanwhile Lydia/Nora/Samantha are looking on completely confused because they didn't even 'touch' her, let alone hit her....happens a LOT! I'm really really NOT exaggerating this time!)

Sophie, I wiwwlly wiwwlly love you!