Maia:
You are now even more opinionated than before. You like to chew gum at all times (minty!), and you hate it when I tell you to do stuff you think you should do on without being reminded. For example, if I remind you to go to the bathroom you get pretty mad and say: “Don’t tell me!” (meaning, I know this myself). I remember this phase, when I was around 10 or so. I hated it when my Dad would tell me to clean the dishes. I didn’t want to be told. I wanted to think about it myself. Unfortunately, I’d always take too long to think of it and then my Dad would remind me. You are starting early.
Yesterday, I took you out of day care early. I missed you so much. Always do. And I know I don’t have all the time in the world with you. You had a hard time breaking your day's routine and almost didn’t go with me. I took you out to Applebee’s. You fell asleep in the car and even after I had carried you into the place you continued your slumber on the booth bench. You were quite cranky when I woke you but then you warmed up to my super-sweet talk. You had grilled cheese, french fries, and milk and I drew pictures for you all through your meal. After the restaurant, we went to Target and I bought you a pink purse (which you requested) and a little doll. We made it through your temper tantrum at the cashier’s (you wanted candy) and when we got home I painted your nails (you love that). Later I jumped in the tub with you and you were just too cute. You couldn’t believe that I was actually in your tub. ;)
You are such a sweetie-pie.
Ok. I’ve got to get back to work. Love you, Maia. Love you , love you, love you (just as I sing to you every night).
