This morning I got an email from Linda who said Maya was very talkative about this boy, Franciso, last night and this morning. I guess she told Franciso she would write him a letter and Maya asked Linda if she could help write a letter to him, telling him that she loves him. I guess Maya had a dream about this boy last night.
Geesh.
In other news. Maya started the last of her swim lessons last week. So right after school is out, I pick up Maya and head to the pool for her lessons. Maya's old babysitter, Tommie, has all her daycare kids at the pool for lessons when we get there. She makes an afternoon out of it and since we get to the pool about 30 to 40 minutes before Maya's lesson, we hang out with them. Maya has told Tommie several times that she misses Tommie and gives her hugs.
Today will be Maya's last day of lessons because on Friday, we're going camping for the weekend. I'm calling it "Last Borns with First Borns Camping". My high school buddies, all the last born in their families are taking their first born child camping this weekend. So, it'll be me and Maya, Joe and Paul, Kelly and Julia, and Mike and Everett.
It should be a fun weekend, I hope.
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