Sophie is my Ramona

As a toddler, she ate grasshoppers and transported all my potatoes out the dog door. At age 2, she shoved beads up her nose, not once, not twice, but THREE times. In a week. She's colored her belly blue, painted the rug, eaten quarters, and routinely tortures kittens with a most loving intent.

She's a four-year-old now and the adventure continues: