Dear Mai,
We had an awesome weekend. I'm transitioning jobs again so theoretically I was unemployed for 3 days. I should have taken a longer break. It was carefree and liberating.
Saturday we headed to Gig Harbor. Great weather, views and a relaxing ferry trip. The only minor setback was you having a total Wipeout. Just kid stuff, running down a ramp. Well that ramp had a cliff. Boom. Down go Maya. You don't take falls and owies well. "There's blood! THERE'S BLOOD!!!" was heard loud and clear on the Gig Harbor waterfront. Momma has the right words though:
Maya: "I was just crying, crying and crying!"
Mama: "That's what happens! We all fall, bleed a little. Then it's just a little clean up, a bandaid and no more crying! Everything is going to be okay!"
Maya: "Really? I didn't know that!"
Although I've never seen anyone, especially a four year old nurse a knee scrape quite like you. You we're actually limping for about 20 minutes after. "I don't think I can walk any more dada. I never want to use a ramp again."
Sunday was just a normal Maya / Daddy fun day. Record store, farmer's market, a target run and some water fun with the hose. Yup. It is actually warm enough for water fights. In Seattle. In April. Sometimes you and I lolly gag around and take forever. Mama tried to give us advice about being quick and not buying the entire store on our target run.
Mama: "You guys should just think. What would mama do?"
Maya: "watch TV?"
Daddy: (shuffling our little comedian out the door) "let's just go Mai."
Today on our walk to the bus:
Maya: "Aw Daddy. Why did you kill that little bug?"
Daddy: "Oh I'm sorry little bug! I didn't mean to kill you! I didn't see you!"
Maya: "He can't hear you Daddy. He got dead. You killed him. By stepping on him."
....
Maya: "What is that awful smell?"
Daddy: "Mulch. See right there. That's mulch. It helps keep gardens looking nice."
Maya: "I don't like mulch. It's not my style."
You definitely have you're own style kiddo!
Love,
Daddy