Ok...so it wasn't apples, but pumpkins. Over and over, Maya said we were going APPLE picking --- over and over, I would tell her that we were going PUMPKIN picking. And, um, we didn't end up with a pumpkin. oh well....I did get some cute pictures!
would you like fries with that? Maya always likes to play restaurant when she sees an open "window"
My little pumpkin...
and a cute Maya-ism of late....
As we are laying in bed at night, we talk about our day. I always say "tell me about your day Maya" and after I am done, she always says "tell me that, momma" which translated means "ask me to tell you about MY day" -- the funny thing is that I almost always get confused and think she's asking me to tell her about MY day again -- momma is slow at night-night time! :)
