Slice of Daily Life
Maintenance must be testing the sprinklers…either that, or there’s an error. Normally, we’re only allowed to water the grass at night.
Here’s Maya, completely fascinated watching the sprinklers run outside the patio door.
Hearing the camera sound behind her, Maya turned to see me walking back to my desk, holding not only a camera, but also a lime fruit bar.
This is the face of a baby who genuinely believes she’s being shorted her fair share.
At which time I admit I’ve finally lost it…
Not only was she not getting enough popsicle; she also needed a new diaper. Song for today (to the tune of “Hole in the Bucket.”
There’s a turd in your diaper, dear Maya, dear Maya.
There’s a turd in your diaper, dear Maya, a turd.
