Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery

This weekend Sofia was playing in our closet while Pegs was doing some cleaning. Sofia got one of my shirts out of the hamper and put it on over her clothes, turned to Pegs and in a stern deep voice said, "Hon...." This, of course, provoked fits of laughter from Pegs. As unflattering as Sofia's impression of me may have been, I'm just glad that it didn't continue with some inappropriate scratching, nose-picking and a futile attempt to find my keys.