It’s only practice, but Maia just scored her first goal. And how did she celebrate? She ran over to Papa and gave him a hug. Sniff.
It kills me every time I hear Maia sing,
“Oh my gosh, look at that face. You look like my next mistake,”
in her cute little six-year-old voice.
Maia’s on a roll this evening. Listening to the O’Reilly Auto Parts radio ad … “Oh, oh, oh, O’Reillllllllllyyyyy …. auto parts. OWWW!”
Maia: “Is that like a rock and roll ‘ow’ or a I hurt something ‘ow’?”
Maia and I, talking about water parks:
Maia: I really want to go to a water park.
Me: So do I. But I’m a little shy.
Me: Because I’m a little fat.
Maia: Don’t worry. Nobody’s going to point at you and say, “Hey! Look at that fat guy.”
Maia: Papa, guess my third-favorite color.
Many incorrect guesses later …
Me: I give up. What is it?
Maia: The color of bacon.
“Good night sweetheart. I love you.”
“I love you more.”
“I love you most.”
“I love you two million four thousand.”
“I love you infinity.”
“I love you more than ‘infiginy'”
These are the conversations to cherish …
Maia comes running out of her bedroom excitedly proclaiming.
“It’s the first day of April! It’s the first day of April!”
“That’s right,” I said, “but you know what? I saw the weather report and they said they are going to cancel the Easter egg hunt this weekend because of bad weather.”
“I’m just kidding sweetie. The Easter egg hunt isn’t cancelled. It’s April Fools’ Day, remember? You have to get ready for lots of tricks like that today.”
More tears, in spite of herself.
Needless to say, Maia’s introduction to this “holiday” isn’t going too smoothly.