Look, Mama, I Have Your Purse and I am Just Like You.

I found your purse, Mama. Usually you just keep it up on the table where I can’t get all of the pens and your planner and your wallet out, but today you forgot and left it right in the corner beside your computer. I have an eagle eye, Mama, don’t forget, so I found it right there right away first thing.

It’s really, really heavy, and it is almost as big as me… and the long strap that goes on your shoulder needs to be way smaller to fit me. I am super strong though, Mama, and I can carry it all around the house squealing with my little running shoes and your purse on my shoulder. Don’t worry, I will take good care of it as I drag it all around the house as fast as I can. It’s a good thing that Daddy picked out a really sturdy one for you. He says it’s “practical,” and I agree.

See, Mama? I am just like you. It looks better on me honestly, so can I just keep it? I can put all of my little important things in there like my little stacking cups and my fake keys and I can take all of your old things out. Please? No? Well, I’m not giving up easily… catch me if you can.