Move aside, Sylvia.

I have a new favourite toddler.

I met my second cousin, once removed earlier this week. Her name is Sophie, and she's an adorable little redhead, who loves laughing at inappropriate times.

But I think my favourite thing about her is that she actually came up to me and was like, "Jess, I'm going to kill you if you don't sing 'Apple Bottom Jeans, Boots With The Fur.' with me." I was a bit taken aback at the death threat, so I just kinda stood there, and then she started slapping her ass, going "SHAWTY GOT LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW LOW!"

She's two years old.