from the mouth of this child

So much of what Maia says is an imitation of what she's heard. And then every now and then she puts words together that remind us that she is clearly her own person. Here are a few recent examples.

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Mom: Hey, we both have an apple. Let's do "cheers"!
Maia: Just eat it.

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Tim: Maia, would you like some yogurt now?
Maia: Yogurt sounds great.
Tim (to Monica): I'm so not ready for her to talk like an adult.

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When Maia first started counting to ten, she would say, "One, two, free, four, five, sick, seven, eight, nine, TEN!" And if you ask her how old she is, she will tell you she's two. With one exception.

When Oma came to visit last month, Maia wasn't feeling very well.

Oma: Maia, are you sick?
Maia: No, SEVEN!

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Today, while Maia was drawing, part of our conversation went as follows...

Monica: Hey Maia, what are you drawing?
Maia: A man.
Monica: Is it a big man or a little man?
Maia: A big man, actually.
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Monica: Are you ready to eat?
Maia: Actually, [I'm] colouring.


ACTUALLY?!? What two year old says that?

Here's the video of our conversation for a laugh...

cinnamon...and on and on

As Maia keeps adding words to her vocabulary (ie. "furnace" -- this week's fascination), she cracks us up with the odd word that comes out in toddlerspeak. My favourite right now is her version of the word "cinnamon". See for yourself.

the 'new' old macdonald

Maia is beginning to sing songs by herself. Her favourites are "Row Row Row Your Boat", "My God is So Big" and "Old MacDonald". Of course she has her own versions....

thanksgiving thoughts

Doesn't it seem ironic that while we spent Thanksgiving Day at an Ontario beach in 30 degree heat, my sister in Saskatchewan couldn't drive to see her friend in Alberta because the roads were too icy?

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In spite of battling illness at the beginning of our trip, we had a great holiday week. We swapped houses with Tim's mom again. It's a pretty sweet trade, as they have a lakefront property south of Algonquin -- a part of the planet that we just can't seem to get enough of.


Here's a little clip from one of our hikes.



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Our step dad spent years as a paratrooper with the British army and has scads of stories -- most of which we've never heard. But he loves to tell his stories to Maia. Of course, most of them get edited for her sake, and some get made up entirely. This one had us chuckling. Notice how captive she is to the story?



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I leave you with one of my favourite photos from the week. She's so scrunchable when she actually wants to be hugged!