After seeing a little girl at the park a few months older than Maya with her hair pulled back into a ponytail, I decided Maya, too, needed to sport a ponytail. We needed the help of only four barrettes and for some reason, Maya sat still for my nonsense. And, she loved it when she saw it in the mirror. "Pretty, bows," she said. She calls herself Aya (as in EYE-ya). "Aya, bows."