little mama

maya is missing again. she often disappears to do her own thing. this would be fine except that her own thing includes climbing up to get things from forbidden drawers, putting various non-foods in her mouth, destroying all things paper, etc. we have just returned from work and school, rich is getting dinner in the kitchen, miles is talking a lot and already negotiating for dessert. i find maya in the bedroom on the big rocking chair holding her baby. "shh, baby shershey*". she starts to sing rock a bye baby and allows me to sing the whole thing with her, quietly. she notices the baby's diaper is off and cries "oh no, baby diaper broken" and puts it back tenderly, then rocks and sings some more holding her baby doll. miles bounds in and finds a stretchy arm monkey with holes in his hands. soon they are both laughing as he stretches the monkey and it boings quasi-dangerously in all directions.

she is a good little mommy these days.

*shershey is nursing