"Hey! I'm done with my plate too barmaid!"

Yup. You said that out loud. It was actually "Hey! I'm done with my plate too mermaid" but it definitely sounded like "barmaid."

Dear Mai,

We took off last Sunday for a quick day trip up to Bellingham. 

Your conversation and your comprehension continue to astound me these days. I know I'm biased and its probably normal for 2.5 year olds but you're my only experience other than dogs so allow me to be impressed. We woke up and said "Hey Mai, do you want to go on a road trip today?" 

"Yea!" was your response. "Let's get some new apps for my ipad so I can play them when I use my ipad. Maybe let's get shortcake app." 

So.. you don't play OUR ipad on a normal basis but you realize that when on road trips you get to have ipad time. And because you hung out with Lorelei the night before and she downloaded some apps for you on her ipad, you apparently understand this whole app / download concept now. You're a crazy kid.

So on the road we go. We need our sunglasses, sunscreen and probably our last summer dress for this season. (I can't believe we got away with not having to wear the rain boots this time) Grab a quick "healthy" breakfast of mini doughnuts and we're on our way!
The last time Mommy and I visited Bellingham was before you were born. We tried to retrace some of our steps and hit this Bellingham Bay resort. (If you're over 21 and reading this, the lighthouse bar and grill has one of the best wine pours I've ever seen. Just an FYI) It was just a great day to hang by the water out in the sun.
It was fun tooling around the town and different neighborhoods. We decided to grab a quick lunch at Fat Pie Pizza. As we were finishing up, our waitress came over and asked us if we were done with our plates. She grabbed mine and mommy's and started to walk away. "Hey! I'm done with my plate too mermaid!"


I don't think she heard you but wow... since then we've been having discussions about manners and politeness. Don't get me wrong though. We laughed our behinds off. 

I don't know why you call people mermaids. I bought you your first lego set awhile back and the two female figures in that set you refer to as mermaids too. As I'm writing this I'm realizing where you got this from... You don't watch too much TV and you have definitely never seen the Little Mermaid or anything like that BUT... you have this awful barbie mermaid book. I think I read it to you once and told you it was an awful book. SO somehow those figures and that waitress remind you of those barbie mermaids. wow. so crazy man.

Anywho... after more tooling around we drove home down the scenic Chuckanut drive. Mommy and I have this weird thing we do where we yell "PRETTY!" on drives like this. You've somehow found it appropriate to respond to us with "MONKEY!" with the same gusto. To someone outside our circle of trust we probably look like lunatics.
Our last stop before heading home was the Oyster Bar on Chuckanut drive. It looks like this total dive but its some fine dining and its one of the first spots I realized I liked oysters. I tried to get you to try a bite but you wanted nothing to do with it. You responded with "No. But maybe later. When I get older."
It was a long day and we had barely enough time to get home, take our bath and head off to bed time. Of course you wanted to get some playing time in. 

"Hey Daddy, do you want to play blocks with me?"
Mommy: "No Maya. Its late and time for bedtime."
Maya: "I was talking to DADDY, mommy!"

Good lord help us.