Maya: The Drooling Calamity

Maya has had one heck of a couple days. First, she was having a little cat nap on the couch and rolled off. What a rude awakening! Then, she was sitting in her bumbo while I was putting groceries away, reached as hard as she could for her can of formula, and managed to lean out of her bumbo, thus spilling herself head first onto the edge of the countertop backsplash giving herself a v-shaped owie on her eyebrow. Theeeee-en, she was sitting on the floor for about 5 minutes playing with toys when she toppled over, bashing her mouth on the wood floors and making her wittle lip bleed.

Last night she was up at least once every single hour moaning because her bottle wasn't in her mouth. After an awful night's sleep, it has been decided that no more will Maya go to sleep with a bottle. Ever. Cold turkey. Naps so far have been loud, but occurred nonetheless. Tonight is going to suuuuuuuuuck.

Maya's ouchie.


We saw this label on the new storage bins we got and couldn't resist.



And, mandatory goofy videos.