We're back, and Maya is five!

Sorry for the delay. Technical problems compounded by overworked spouse.

Maya is five! She can ride a bike (no training wheels), read a book (no joke), tell anyone the rules, and create quite a fashion statement. She continues to love puppies (Lola especially), loathe princesses, and consider Hans her best friend. She wants to be a vet when she grows up (still). We’re lucky ducks, and knocking on wood this lasts.