This week of holidays was a tough one for being Maya's Mom. She was needy and clingy and whiny and cried at the drop of a hat. It was a week far from what I had pictured in my head... a week of relaxing and hanging with my girls, watching movies and reading books and staying in our jammies. I mean, we did that stuff too, but with all that other stuff it was more of a test of my Mom skills. I mean to a certain respect it was to be expected..... it was Christmas after all and that equals late nights, too much sugar, too much excitement and regular routines that are just gone right out the window.
Then tonight we went to choir practice with a friend who was bringing her kids for the first time. The kids weren't too sure about the whole experience, but there was Maya.... taking the older child by the hand encouraging her to join the rest of the kids around the piano. Our little friend wasn't quite ready yet so she stayed with us, but that didn't stop Maya from turning around every once and a while with her friendly smile and her little finger beckoning her friend to join the group. Maya was all too happy to sit beside our other little friend and chat him up. She was sunny and funny and helpful during snack time.
She's a study in contrasts that one.
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