I need to do a better job of writing some of these things down. Maya sings about what she is doing all the time.
The other day, she was singing this:
"I am Maya, the Guillermo Catcher Superhero." She then paused and pointed to Guillermo. "You are a menact." He ignored her and luckily didn't correct her mispronunciation, and she pretended to fly away. Later, she sang "I am Maya, the Fetcher."
Today, she convinced me to let her wear her "favorite dress in the world" to school (a sun dress that she never paid much attention to before). She went to brush her teeth in the bathroom. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she sang "My teachers are going to say this is a very pretty dress. Yes, they are. I am pretty. Now I am going to brush my teeth."
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