…over spilled milk. Maya doesn’t think so, anyway.

Maya dropped her full Nuby cup, and I didn’t have the lid screwed on correctly, so milk started to gush everywhere. I scooped up the cup, then re-screwed the lid and washed it off.

While doing this, I watched in wonder as Maya opened the rag drawer, took out a rag, and started to clean up the floor…no prompting whatsoever.

By the time I picked up my jaw off the floor (and grabbed my camera), she’d already cleaned up most of the spill.

Added: Scott returned today after a week in Arizona, and he and Maya are on the floor playing “kick the baby,” a game where he uses his leg to launch her into the air. As each round finishes, she wants (and signs) MORE. After one rep, though, she raced off to the kitchen and grabbed a rag instead of sitting down on Scott’s leg again. When we looked on the carpet where she’d landed, whaddya know, but there was the barest amount of spitup. Maya went straight to the spot and started to clean the carpet.