"No officer, I did not beat my child...she did that to herself."

Spring 2005

This picture is from last year, but surprisingly enough we still look pretty much the same. We have actually been outside to play TWO days in a row (Handel's Hallelujah Chorus plays in the background). Of course it all ended in a black eye for Maya because it seems the only things she got from me were; her ability to talk, her stubbornness and her total lack of co-ordination. I'm pretty sure none of those are positive attributes unless she's going to be a defense lawyer who does pratt falls to loosen up the jury. She manages to shake them off pretty well though and then goes on to use her astounding verbal ability to garner sympathy for her various injuries from family and strangers alike. She's still talking about the shot she got at the doctor's office FOUR months ago. The drama she did not get from me... It came from the same place her blue eyes and blond hair did.