cowgirls

These are the new pink boots that Nana left with her girlies.

They are magic boots.

As soon as a little girl dons this magic footwear she becomes a brave cowgirl. She rides her pony with abandon.

She runs through forests and fields, averting danger at every turn. She cries, "The river! The river! We have to get out of the river!" (Or, she clomps up and down the hall - those boots are really good for clomping - shrieking and screaming about that river - wherever it is - and about how absolutely imperative it is for her cowgirl sister and herself to get OUT. OF. THE. RIVER!)

But, these magic boots also happen to be pink and rhinestone-y. A brave cowgirl so adorned must have a pony to match her style.

We've been busy, busy, busy over here. Yee-hah!

us these days: Part 1

I thought I'd bring everyone up to speed on what we're all like these days - especially since the girls change so darn fast. So, beginning with our youngest, I bring you the first installment of a 4-part series: the one and only Sophia Jane.

(Also known around these parts as Sophie, Sodie {when Aida wants to upset her}, Sofa Jofa, or Little J.)

I love this girl. She is hilarious. Today, she told her first joke. It went like this: "Red means go and green means stop."

Sophie is still shy and becomes my extra appendage when we are in public, but at home she runs wild and talks non-stop and has just a little streak of mischief in her.

She likes to be in the kitchen and spends most evenings perched on the counter while I'm making dinner, helping (read: stirring and snitching). I love having a little companion while I cook.

Sophie is a comforter. She hates to see people crying and will try to pat your arm or kiss your cheek if she sees that you are upset. If that doesn't work, she will add her own tears to yours. Which makes for a very noisy house around these parts at times.

(with her Aunt Ginny)

She is a great snuggler. She is a goofball. She has definitely mastered the drama cry over the course of the past month. And she loves, loves, loves those sunglasses.

And I love, love, love her.