Mom is coming...

Today I held Maya in my arms and spun her around and around until we both got dizzy. When she was holding onto me, she let go and only held on with one hand, while she used her other hand to cover her mouth as she laughed and laughed. Afterward, she stumbled, and I stumbled. It was one of the happiest moments I've shared with her.

A conversation overheard: Maya and Anthony playing in the bathroom when they shouldn't have been. Anthony heard me getting off the futon to yet again tell them to stop. He yells to Maya, "You got to get out of there, hurry! Mom is coming!" They will always team up against me, and I will always secretly love it.