10.5 months later, here we are, with what I like to call a crazy baby, and others remind me, she gets it from her mother. Me? Crazy? Well, on that note, maya papaya is one helluva kid. Two weekends ago we baptized her, you know, to get that satan-devil out of her and hoped the church wouldn't burn down when I walked in with her. Yes people, she's crazy. I mean, what kid wakes up at 3am, with her eyes closed, stands on the side of her crib, crying, and then will go right back to sleep when I lie her back down? Oh yeah, MINE!! I swear she's a sleep walker. But that's a whole other blog.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, church. Yeah so we dunked her in holy water, the priest plastered her with a smelly oil, he talked about abortion (what on earth was this priest thinking?) and then it was all over with. Guess what my child does? While everyone else claps, so does she, and says "YAY!!" with excitement. What a freakin attention loving baby. I could not stop laughing.
Things Maya does that I think she shouldn't know yet:
Her cousin taught her to say "cheese" when taking a picture. I don't know how this girl knows what equipment takes a picture, but I swear if there is a camera or a camera phone, she will always mutter the word "cheeeeeeeeeee" with so much excitement.
She shakes her head no. Whenever I tell her "no no no no, Maya" and shake my head, she shakes it back. So now, if she doesn't like a song I'm singing, or doesn't like something I'm doing, the head starts shaking back and forth with dislike. Child already trying to run me.
She thinks it's a game to run from us. In particular, me. She may have an item that she shouldn't, and as soon as I say "give me that" she tries to take off in a panic. But she laughs while doing it. I can't help but giggle but that's going to bite me in the *ss soon enough.
This girl is a sponge, I swear. She saw me blowing on her food to cool it down, so now she does the same thing. Where does she get the smarts from? Oh yeah, ME!
Anytime I tango call Martin, she will always hear that specific ring and say "pa pa pa pa pa" or "da da da da da" like she knows we are calling her papi. Again, smart girl.
She's been furniture surfing for at least a month now, not yet trying to take solo steps. Will stand in place alone, but no movement. I'm thinking she'll be walking soon. OH BOY!
Last thing, Martin wanted to see if she'd sign "more" in sign language. Guess what, she does it. WHO IS THIS KID????
Dear Maya, slow your roll. I mean, I'm glad you aren't a ball of baby lump anymore, and that you don't whine and cry at 2, then 4, then 6 am. Yeah, that was brutal. But sheesh kid, I think it's abnormal you know so much.
Oh and btw peeps, she's potty trained. SIKE! LOL.
Ok toodles.
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