Melts your heart

Tonight's conversation:

Jeff to me: I forgot to get more sugar

Me: I'll run out and get you some.

Sophie: I'll give you some sugar daddy

Then she ran over to him and kissed him.

She's amazing.

Yes Ma'am!

Jeff and I are by nature polite people. We use please, thank you, excuse and the rest of those good manner words. Because kids are sponges, Sophie has picked up on using good manners and often uses the above mentioned phrases. One phrase in particular she has picked up on is the use of Sir and Ma'am.

Only, she can't remember which is which. Is is forever calling Jeff "Ma'am" and then asking him is Ma'am is for boys. And no matter how many times we remind her Ma'am is for girls and Sir is for boys- she will use Ma'am when talking to Jeff.

And secretly (or not so much) I laugh every time she does it!



In other news, this weekend Jeff and Sophie had a wonderful father daughter bonding experience. Jeff took Sophie fishing at the pond behind our house. With her little pink rod and her Barbie tackle box, her and Jeff set out to catch a few fish.

Either Sophie has beginners luck or she is just a natural because the first time she got her line in the water, she got a fish! All in all they caught 7 fish! They were out there way longer than I expected her attention span to handle.

I was so proud of her for not being afraid to touch the worms or the fish!

You make me crazy

Jeff called me this morning to tell me about "my daughter". Funny, how when she is sweet and loving she is his daughter but when she is ornery as hell shes mine.

Anyway here is what he told me. He was trying to do Sophie's hair for school this morning when she looked at and in a very exasperated tone said "Da-ad, I no want my hair in a ponytail. It looks fine this way!" She then stomps around the house and declares "Dad, you're making me crazy!"

The teenage years are going to be fun!

Chips and Salsa are the best

Sophie is definitely my kid. This is the conversation we had in the car yesterday:

S: Mommy, where we going?

Me: We're going home

S: I don't want to go home

Me: Where do you want to go?

S: To a restaurant

Me: A restaurant? What restaurant do you want to go to?

S: (pondering for a while) CHIPS AND SALSA!!!!


That's right- when given a choice of where to eat my 3 year old doesn't pick some crappy fast food joint with kids meals and toys. She picks the local Mexican restaurant and I couldn't be prouder!

I didn't take this picture. I found it on Google