Where's My Cutie Pie?

Sophia has become quite expressive these days.  I love when she gets excited.  It's so obvious.  She throws her hands together, clasping them, and raises her voice about eight octaves to a shrill.  It's pretty darn cute I must say.

A few things trigger such a reaction.  Princesses, of course, babies and cute animals.  She has a true addiction to all three equally.  She must surround herself with anything and everything with the above qualities, but she is especially drawn to something with a "double factor."  Example, baby + wearing princess clothes= EXTRA ADORABLE and even higher squeals.  It is as if all of her dreams have come true in one fell swoop.

We have such a double factor currently living next door to us.  Baby + Kitty= OMG! INSANITY! She runs around jumping, whooping and squealing in delight, talking in an unrecognizable whisper/squeal as if the little feline can understand..."Hello my little cutie pie.  Are you my little cutie pie?" 

Somehow, the world stops for a few short seconds as I, like the kitty, cannot seem to keep my eyes off such a magical and entrancing little girl.  Although I cannot make out the rest of what she is shrieking, I just smile and think I wish this moment would never end.