So, the last post was devoted to Maks and didn't include any pics of Maya...and mama (me) felt a little guilty. Mama Marty brought Maya a box of dress up clothes when she came to visit a couple of weeks ago and I tried to convince Maya to have a photo shoot in her outfits. She wanted no part of it and you can tell from the pictures. All she wanted to do was play with all of the toys that she had drug out in her room (it doesn't usually look this bad)!
"Mom, PLEASE don't take pictures of me!"
Don't you love the Halloween pajamas under the tinkerbell outfit?!
My little girl is growing up and I'm torn between loving the big words and phrases and thoughts that come out of that little head and hating it because she will never be a little baby anymore. She's not a baby now...but, I still refer to her as my baby. I think I said something a long time ago, before Maks was born, about not calling her that...obviously I didn't know how hard it would be not to. I think I'll just keep doing it until she tells me I can't...and then I'll do it when she's not listening.
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