Building blocks

Daddy has been teaching Maya about
structural integrity as we learn
from the process of building a house.

 

Daddy is the best ... fish?

Daddy took Maya to the aquarium today. When they got home Maya gave an update.

Maya: I saw penguins and sharks and ranbow fish and big grouper..., and... soap!
Mommy: What was your favorite part?
Maya: (pause) Daddy.

Junior Bonsai gardener

Right now I am resisting lots of temptation to say that she is really seven and the bonsai techniques really worked! But I guess I didn't resist that well.

 

 

 

 

Egg hunt

This was the first year Maya was really into Easter and egg hunting. The score of the season was the egg that had hand sanitizer in it, which she calls 'soap' and is fond of saying that she 'needs.' We celebrated Passover last Monday and found that Maya not only liked the ten plagues finger puppets, but liked matzo even more!

 

 

 

 

March

March was filled with cuteness, Daddy's birthday, ear infections, a visit from Grandma and Grandpa Davis, and further ear infections. Maya is currently on her fourth different antibiotic for recurring (persisting) ear infections in both ears. Not fun. But she has been a trooper. She has started practicing four and five-syllable words, such as "blueberrerrerries", "graham crackackackers", and "mustatatache". She has also started naming dolls and toys. Last night she named her four bath hippos Carrots, Carrots, Carrots, and Kristy.

Thoughts about great-grandma

This past month Maya went to her second funeral in a year. Without knowing it, she played a very important role in helping her whole family appreciate the lighter side of the life cycle. Now seeing "great-grandma a-sleeping a-box" has become part of her repertoire of things to ponder and mention daily, along with "the fish- move eyes- at the aquarium" (from a comment mom made during a trip to the aquarium) and "the lizard taking a nap" (from a comment mom made when we saw a plastic lizard that had been hit by a lawn mower). It's touching to see that the mysteries of life to a 26 month-old are not that different from those of a 32 year-old.

Aquapolypse Now

Maya doesn't really like bath toys. But she does play bath games. She made up this game yesterday, and has probably played for twenty minutes already. If we didn't haul her out when she started shivering she would probably play for longer. I like how calmly she pours the water out after the urgency (and proximity) with which she yells.