Some days with Sophia, it is like living with Peter Pan on psychedelic mushrooms…
She is running across the tops of the sofas in her jammies, with massive bed hair, carrying a giant pink ruffle wrapped around a fox while batting a ball of blue yarn with her sword and squealing at a dead spider on the floor.
Brent truly is a good sport, he just smiles at her and watches her mind work. Then patiently picks up the spider and throws it out.
Definitely not a lack of creativity with this girl.