Tonight, we went to Applebee's for dinner. Maya was so excited that she dressed up in a fancy shirt, high heel sparkle flipflops, and asked me to put her hair in a bun.
When we arrived at the restaurant, she insisted that she bring her very large purse with her. We had no idea of the purse's contents, but of course gave her the thumbs up to bring it to dinner.
When we were seated at the table, Maya immediately opened her purse and said "OK Shao Shao, don't worry, I brought lots of toys to keep you busy while we wait for our food". She then proceeded to hand him his favorite toy camera, toy phone, and keys. She even packed books for herself. So who is the mommy at our table?
When the waiter came to take our drink order, she said "I'll have 2 chololate milks...one for me and one for Shao Shao". When it was time to order food, she told the waiter "I'll have the cheeseburgers and Shao Shao will have grilled cheese...and we're going to share, OK?" The waiter was so taken back by her confidence and independence that he bagan to call her "president " for the remainder of our stay. He would only address the president. "So how is the food President? Is everything O.K?" To which Maya gave him an affirmative "Yes!"
Is Maya really 3 or is she going to be 12 on her next birthday?
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