Conversations with a 2 year old

Here's a conversation I had with Sophie the other day:

Sophie: "cowboy, cowboy, cowboy"

Me: "cowboy? are you a cowboy?"

Sophie: big smile, "yes"

Me: "but I thought you were a girl!"

Sophie: "no, I'm a boy"

Me: "oh, I guess I was mistaken"

Sophie: "you're not miss taken, you're miss momma!"

Me: laughing

Sophie: "you're angie casto"

My little helper

So what does a two year old do when her mommy has no time to play (or even change her out of her jammies even though it's lunch time)? Play with packing peanuts, of course! I have decided that Sophie has more fun with boxes and packing materials than she ever has with her toys. We are ready for this moving business to be done though!!

There's no place like home

Our new home, that is. We are set to close on both our old and new home on the 11th so if all goes well, we will be moving into our brand new house on, appropriately enough, Valentine's Day! I told Matt that the new house could probably count as my present. :-)