In true toddler form, Tripp was imitating me the other day by carrying around a purse (he even put the strap around his neck like me since I have a messenger bag). He would say things like "Mommy has a purse, Tripp has a purse."

I was fine with it for a while until my mom told me that one day when he was at their house with the purse, he went up to the contractor working on their basement and said "Do you like Tripp's purse?" My mom said that thankfully the man didn't hear cause she was afraid of how he would answer or what the contractor might think of her grandson. So we promptly decided to order him a backpack (one with a fire truck of course) and it has barely left his back since it arrived on the front porch.