Hello world

2007-04-25T20:58:00.000-07:00

Easter

My first Easter was ok. I think in future it will be much better once I'm old enough to get some chocolate. I was dressed up as the Easter bunny. The outfit had the largest floppiest ears since Dumbo flapped his way to the bigtime. But as you can see in this photo, I had mixed feelings about the whole thing.

Tita Lara and Tito Rene invited us over for dinner which was easily as classy as their "dip it in Chocolate" cocktail party before Christmas. It's nice because Mama, Papa and I got well-togged up.

I sported my new red dress and ate red pepper to match. The oldies all ate too much and by the end were on the floor holding their sides. Top scran.

We headed over to Amori's place the next day so she could have a go with the easter bunny costume. She loved it and wasn't afraid to show it.
Our Papas played FIFA football on the Xbox and drank beer while we played with all of Amori's cool toys. I look forward to future Easters, but I don't understand why you would keep eating until it hurts like Mama and Papa did again.

Old folks are strange.

Maya D-T

^^^^^^^^

2007-04-25T20:22:00.000-07:00

The San Francisco Connection

My friends from San Francisco came up a couple of weeks ago. I got to hang with Granny Annie the Neighbourhood Nannie while Mama and Papa scooted off to Guu... for a change. It was the first time I had let the olds scoot off together for a proper session. They came skulking back home early having invited everyone over to theirs for a party.

The next day Shawn came and gave us memorbale maniac moments such as her legendary "Hot-Dog-Dance". If you're ever in San Francsico Be sure to ask her to show you . She really brought out my inner-dudette.

That out fit my friends is 100% SanFran Flower-in-yer-hair-chic. I got to play with Tita Lara and Shanti... ...Shanti was really funny, and despite being utterly butterly, Shawn and I really bonded.
...and I got to drink tea with Tito Rene. We had so much fun we all got together the next day as well. Shawn and Shanti got me some uber-dudette leggings. Mama and Papa winced at the 80s retro until I showed them how well the rainbow ones went with my Ninja outfit.

Afterwards I got to practice my Ninja skills on Papa.

Peace, love 'n other SF stuff,

Missy Maya D-to-the-T

2007-04-08T08:14:00.000-07:00

First Foods

I'd like to continue the theme of firsts, such as it is being my first year around here.

I recently had my first taste of "solid" food. Apolgies for the extra punctuation there, but really "solid" is a pretty loose description of that mush the olds call food.

...oh ok then Papa.

...harumphh! I wasn't expecting that!

Apparently, now I eat these so-called "solids" I also have to brush my teeth, despite the fact I mostly just have gums except for the two tiny front teeth which came along a couple of weeks ago.

As you can imagine, I was not too sure what to do at first, but then I realised......it's not so bad and can be quite fun if you do it right.

Cheerio

Maya DT

2007-04-03T22:15:00.000-07:00

Papa and me.....

Papa deserves a shout-out too. Why? Well we have the same hair for starters. Mama thinks this photo of us blogging together is funny...

...He tells me all sorts of amazing things. Sometimes I listen and learn and other times I know he's just plain daft.
Oh my goodness, I hope having the same hair doesn't mean I'll be that grey too.

...He loves to play with my new MOMA building blocks from Rene and Lara's trip to San Francisco, building building building. I suppose they help him express himself as an architect.
...which just brings out my inner demolition every time.

...ah blesss. It's so easy to keep him entertained.

laters

Maya-D:T

2007-03-28T19:39:00.000-07:00

Beautiful Days with Mama

During the week Mama and me get to hang out and do cool things together. Amori and her Mama come over and sometimes we get to play with all our crazy toys; sometimes we just play Baby Tekken...

...and sometimes we play skill enhancing games, like...

...fishes; other times we play daft games like...
...pop-the-dummy. Thanks Mummy, I'll have that back.

The rest of the time we go for big walks... Here we are on an adventure race on the Seawall with Amori and her Mama.

As you can see, Amori was rooting around for some lost "Zeds" in the bottom of her wheels.

...Let's not forget all the great hugging sessions back at the ranch.

Life is beautiful.

Maya D~T

2007-03-19T20:22:00.000-07:00

My First Beer

I was just sitting there in the trendy new Singaporean joint on Robson, near the library, rambling on about politics, philosophy, economics, wave-particle duality theory and stuff over a nice cold beer. Only this wasn't just any beer. This was my very first beer, so I wanted to get the full experience... ...and I realised something quite deep and profound about beer and the whole experience of drinking it... ....smells like Papa.

But remember kids -a word to the wise- don't drink and bounce:

...mmmm beer.... #!$%&* Hic!!

Maaayeah

2007-03-18T00:48:00.000-07:00

Been Baby Bean Base Jumping... ...thought I'd liven this place up a bit with a game.

Base Jumping

Base jump over 5 rounds to challenge the King.

Maya D~T Baby Bean Base Jumping Star

Maya D-T

2007-03-12T11:50:00.000-07:00

Home schooling...

2007 has been productive so far. I am working my way through my first books. I mostly just chew the pages for now, but it all counts.

I have also been trying to get to grips with my alphabet abacus....

...and taking riding lessons, although riding a Mango cat bareback is a high risk activity......so I have settled for Cirque du Soleil training in my bouncynator...

Ma says I must get my bouncing skills from Papa... but there's definitely some of Mama in me when I tire myself out.

ZZZzzzzzzzzz...

Maya D+T

2007-03-11T10:02:00.000-07:00

UK Tour - Part 5 Homeward Bound

After all the excitement of Christmas, we stepped it up and went on partying, harder, faster and stronger. It was great to catch the occasional break from it all. Here is Olive and Tom Jr chilling in Granny G'nT's telly seat:

...Ma and Pa's friends came from all over northern England for a lightning strike session...

...and then that was it. We were back to London on Mama's b'day. I got to meet her aunt and uncle and we -well, strictly speaking they- ate and drank Spanish food and wine. Here I am with Angela, my great aunt.

...then it was New Year's Eve. We had a good get together with friends and Daddy's family; eating too much....

...and some of us drinking too much as well. It came as no surprise that the two messiest revellers were my Dad and my uncle. They started trying to do Russian folk dancing and notwithstanding their obvious lack of talent, didn't have enough control over their limbs even if they had had any talent.
...Tom Jr's Ma promptly took uncle Phil home!!

The next morning we had the epic mission back to a very rainy Vancouver. Papa was very quiet muttering something about honouring his pal Buzzer with "silent reading" all the way home.

Yay Happy New Year!
Maya D~T

2007-02-24T10:42:00.000-08:00

UK Tour - part 4 - The Throng

There was quite a troupe gathered over the days after Christmas with 10 of us actually staying at the house and with many visitors besides, there was a continuous stream of new people to play with.

We had flown in from the West Coast of Canada, Hong Kong, Czech Republic and Scotland to have one of our rare meet-ups. Papa had all his siblings together with most of their offspring...
...but one person was missing from making this complete. Unfortunately O.J. had to work. Daddy says he's really nice too and he's worth the wait. Anyway, here are all the girls Papa loves so much. Look at me, I'm smallest by 5 years.

...I also got to meet my two cousins Tom. That's me with Tom Sr in the first photo and here I am with Tom Jr. He's just one month older than me....I even got to meet the Real Doctor and Alison and Papa's other godmother, Anna-Maria. Here Anna-Maria and I are hanging out in the kitchen.

Even though it was short, it was such fun hanging out with everyone. One day Olive dressed up as a magical fairy princess...

...and started turning everyone into frogs except for Daddy who she turned into a "fine and decent man!"

Mama thought that was hysterical.

I wonder why she thought that was so funny??

Maya D~T

2007-01-28T18:58:00.000-08:00

UK Tour - Part 3 - Christmas

Wow, finally we arrived at Granny G'Ann'T's house after an epic sleep... er I mean drive, through a foggy England. Granny had given up her bedroom for the old folks and me, which was really cool because it has an awesome en suite. Of course it does, Daddy designed it that way!!

Naturally, Granny was pleased to see all of us. Uncle Tim and his gang -auntie V and Olive- flew in from HK the next day and he gave us the motivation to make it to Midnight Mass. It was a High Anglican service in a half-empty really old church. They were making smoke bombs and wearing white gowns. I thought they were going to sacrifice a sheep or a young virgin, but instead Papa went and had a swig of the pretend blood and we all went home to bed.

In the morning we all got up and opened presents. My cousin Olive was great and made Christmas totally enjoyable. Her Mummy got a super twinkly ring and was delighted - after that I sensed just a bit of tension between my Mummy and Daddy.

Later that day, the Beattys, some really close family friends, came over and I got another cool (and noisy) toy. The grown-ups all ate and drank way too much and before you could say "Only Fools and Horses Christmas Special re-run" there was a small squadron of fat bellies snoring in front of the telly.

On Boxing Day The Beattys hosted the return leg and we all piled over to their house. I sported my achingly hip new BABiPod top from uncle Rob -I'm so fly, I think I need to lie down!

The only problem with this top is Papa kept pressing my tummy to try and make me pause. Fool, my batteries were simply in need of a recharge... again... zzzzzzzzzzz...

2007-01-28T11:16:00.000-08:00

UK Tour - Part 2 - Back in the very big city of London

We had a good few days with Lola Mila and we played and chatted like old friends before heading back into the very big city of London, where Mama and Papa caught up with some old pals. Papa and some friends even babysat me one night, so Mama coul dgo and play drinking cocktails with the girls. My four babysitters, Mark, Gus, Tito Rob and Papa were really fun but a little too drunk (especially Gus), so I pretended to be asleep for the whole night until Mama came home!!! Yikes.

I also met Matthew, who they call Shady. I don't know about "shady" but he pulled some funny faces and bought me the cosiest outfit ever, leaving many envious grown-ups. ...and crazy Stu, from 'oop north' apparently. Whatever that means, I do not know, but he was a lively character and we all went to have yummy dinner with James and Stella. Last time I was there, I was less than the size of a pea in Mama's tummy.

... and here I am with Nicky, who really likes to party...
...and Cat, who had whipped up Daddy's favourite for dinner...
...yeah, the very big city of London was alot of fun. Papa says next time I'll get to see the Thames and the big cathederal there... ...and go to the Tate and hopefully these slides will still be there......as you can imagine 'the Big Smoke' was pretty tiring for big little me.

Hooray for my lovely godparent E-J, nice lap for nap. Thanks...

...next stop Christmas in Staffordshire.

laters

Maya D-T

2007-01-28T10:39:00.000-08:00

UK Tour - Part 1 - my first big performance

I am pleased to annouce that despite everything that was thrown at us from broken aeroplanes and crappy car hire, I was good as gold on the way to Yookay to see my Lola and Granny and a zillion other peeps and luvvies.

We arrived at Tita Jules and Tito Rob's swanky pad in the very big city of London and were all chuffed to see two of my godparents-to-be waiting to meet us, even though we were really late. Judging by their slurring (and stinky breath) I think Mama and Papa got into to the spirit of things right from the moment they walked through the door!!!

Early the following morning we headed out of London to Lola Mila's, which took us into the beautiful English countryside, which was covered in crisp, clear winter sunshine. It was great to see Lola Mila again and catch up. The next day was my Christening. Apparently I gave the perfect performance, so everyone gave me loads of great gifts. Naturallly my favourite was the champagne ...dahling!!

Lola Mila had planned a party and made me a cake. Here it is... ...can you believe it, it was part of Mama & Papa's wedding cake!!! I felt very special. Tita Jules looked after me really well all afternoon (Check out Tita Jules' blog report with photos too by clicking the link). Here's Mama, Papa and my English godparents (EJ, Sophie, Mama, Papa, James).

...and Mama's cousin Tom (he was also really sweet to me) and Dick...

...and never forgetting of course Lola Mila and me playing.
Yay Lola, and thanks for my great Christening and party. All that socialising and champagne made me quite tired...

...so I squeezed forty winks in my new snuggly cow bed.

Mooo!
Maya

2006-12-13T21:28:00.000-08:00

Wishing you all a...

...from...

~xxXXXxx~

2006-12-11T21:46:00.000-08:00

Secret outtake from Star Wars

Do or do not. There is no try. Do or do not. There is no try. DO OR DO NOT!

Do or do not. There is no try. DO OR D.....

Yay, at last! Here's me not paying attention in the Jedi Council. Oops. "Maya, light sabre a toy is not." Sorry Yoda, but I think you're wrong.

2006-12-04T20:02:00.000-08:00

Arctic Freeze
woweee, that was cold.... for Vancouver!
We just got hit by a load of Arctic air, which slipped down the Rockies to bring us really cold (for Vancouver) temperatures. It snowed a load about 30 cm and everything looked great. That was a week and a half ago and we still have loads of snow outside. Check out the whopping icicles hanging from our gutter. The longest one was longer than me!!!

Papa had quite an amazing commute when it had finished snowing and the sun came out.

..he also asked if I would show this view from his desk at work. He calls it his 'gloato' -lame I know, but I must humour him. Having said that, I've been there and on a good day, it is quite cool, but most of the time it is raining so you cannot see the mountains. On those days, it is still cool to see all the float planes coming in to land just behind the tall building on the left of the 'gloato'.
Anyway, this blog is meant to be about me. So here I am

----tootle-pip for now. Maya D~T

2006-11-25T12:48:00.000-08:00

Introducing the baddest gaming sensation from the mean streets of Blog...

Featuring...

MAYA

BIO

BORN: To sleep... er on the East side. Yo.

FIGHTING STYLE: Hot

SPECIAL MOVE: Don't get flamed by Maya and her Maya-Fire special attack!

___________________________________________________

AMORI
BIO
BORN: In the urban jungle.
FIGHTING STYLE: Lightning Fast

SPECIAL MOVE: Watch out for Amori's electric lightning-hair. Electrifying!
___________________________________________________

....let baby battle commence!!!!!

Ouch. That must burn.

...lightning comeback Amori.

2006-11-18T20:59:00.000-08:00

Tita Jules, LingLing, bling and tings

We had Tita Jules and LolaLingLing come to stay, which was wonderful. I dressed up in my best togs and got Mama and Papa to take me to the aeroport to meet them. Papa was keen to take this photo on the curbside. Something about getting all his babies in one shot??? I have found one draw back of being a baby is while your bum is in fact quite scrawny, it always looks big in a nappy. Fortunately, I am one of the luckiest nieces in western Canada, as Tita Jules brought me these hip yoga pants from bling baby. They sparkle especially well under dichroic lamps and hey who cares how big your butt is when it looks this good...Ker-ching bling ting. I think so!!! In fact my wardrobe grew nearly as fast as me during their stay with the lovely E-J sending some very chic threads. I've not yet met E-J, but I do know she is lovely because she already sent me my first real (but fake) fur coat... well waistcoat. I'm not quite yet big enough to do it full justice, but very nearly am. Maybe I'll wear it when I go to stay with Lola Mila. We have been making plans over the phone... see you soon LolaMila.

Luckily Tita Jules and LolaLingLing got to meet my friend Amori before she swanned off with her Mummy to a tropical island to get out of the cold rain. She was off to see family and friends in the land of papaya and maya. Yay. I hope she comes back soon. Here we are having a bon voyage group hug.

I must have tried on four hundred and twenty seven outfits or more that day. Trying on new clothes does get tiring and when some of those clothes are designed for extreme sleep comfort... well what can you do? ...It's ok, I was born for this kind of stuff. As you can probably tell by now, LolaLingLing and I bonded well, so well that we sent the olds out for the night. Ha ha ha ha, guess what? Yep that's right they went to Guu Otokame!!!

..look no Maya!!! Scandalous.
Aaaah that's better and with my first bath-time mohican... a distinct improvement on Oliver Hardy and I love this one too.
As you can imagine we were all sad to say goodbye, but it's not long until we see each other again.

Smiling Missy Maya d-t

2006-11-17T07:14:00.000-08:00

Sashimi Baby

I just wanted to add some extra notes about Halloween because I thought this was great. Someone at Papa's work suggested they dress me in black (urban baby, non?) and stuff two pairs of his black footy socks and pin them to my body and make me into a spider. How coooooool is that?

Well this got us going and on top of the Oliver Hardy -stupid- fancy dress, we came up with this well sick one:
...Mama was not amused. ooops.

Maya D-T,

2006-11-11T13:26:00.000-08:00

Trick or Treat

It was treat time for me on Halloween, as Tito Rene and Tita Lara came over dressed as a British Bobby and witch, respectively.

They brought my new b.f.: Frankie. He's only a helium balloon, but he's mine and I like to hang with him. Well maybe I just lie there and gorm up at him with dribble running down the side of my cheeks while he just hangs there waiting for the heating to start blowing air at him again.

We had quite a few trick-or-treaters and the old folks made a couple of scary pumpkins and put up ghosts, ghouls and spiders to try and scare the kids. Not a chance! Every single one of them, including the teenagers, had one single thing on their mind: treats. Daddy says next year he's going to wear his ubiquitous gold silk dressing gown and be Hugh Hefner - this is the same item previously featuring as Dracula, Gengis Khan and Dorian Gray. Hmm not sure how well that will be received as he answers the door to young children offering them 'treats'. Hopefully he will have forgotten by then.

Speaking of dressing up, this was Dad's idea of humour! Apparently I look like Oliver Hardy! Just to be sure, my own father, made a little square moustache for me! My own father!!!!!!!!!

...oops no that is Oliver Hardy. This is me:I was speechless too! Thanks Dad! You'll be hearing from my lawyers just as soon as I am old enough. grrr

From now on, any costumes will HAVE to be approved by me first.

signing out,

Missy Maya DT

2006-11-05T20:14:00.000-08:00

My toys

I have been given some pretty amazing presents in my 7 week long life. I have received a large collection of clothes, toys and books. I even received some feisty bottles of liquor!!! You'll be relieved to hear I donated them to Daddy's drink cabinet as I am still almost two decades shy of legally being allowed to drink'em. I am not quite up to speed with the books, but they look great and I promise to get stuck in just as soon as I am taught how to read.

So in the meantime that means I get to enjoy my clothes and toys. I am growing so fast that many of my clothes are already too small... months before they should. I am growing so fast that I have outgrown several wardrobes already. Never mind last season, try last week's stuff. Yikes!

Fortnuately I am starting to get the most out of my toys. .

Here I am with Derek the educational Dolphin. If you squeeze him right, he squeeks and ribbons shoot out from his blow hole ...

...the little one is Daphne, Derek the educational Dolphin's daughter. If you squeeze her right she squeaks in a higher pitch than Derek; a hilarious symphony of discord. The wince on Mama's face gets a smile from me every time!!

then there is Brian the humble bumble bee and...

...here I am moving and motivating with Maureen the motivational monkey..

...and with a whole big group of us.

As you can see, I am really starting to bond with my toys. Probably my favourite right now is Frankie Frankenstein the helium balloon. Limitless hours of untold fascination. seizures laters.

Missy Maya D to the T

2006-10-28T09:51:00.000-07:00

How Guud is this?

Once again, the olds dragged me out in my slumber to the legendary Guu Otokame. The bestest izakaya joint in town... supposedly. Whether this is true or not is up to you to decide for yourself, but the restaurant did manage to convert my non-believer Granny G'Ann'T. I think she actually enjoyed it. As usual I was shoved in the corner in my car seat. Hmmm not sure about that. I suppose it is to be expected while I still have no teeth and no etiquette training.

However, I did manage to get myself some grub too; thanks Mama. mmmmmmmmmmmm... but mostly I kept schtum -"a kid should be seen and not heard!"- and bided my time with just a couple of yelps and squirms. Guys you owe me big time!!

...back at the ranch and it was all cuddles (and food time)...

and washed down with Papa's galactically gigantic gin and tonics...

...well fancy that! guzzzling a giant G and T with Granny G'Ann'T. Look at that! It's half the size of Granny. Unfortunately, Granny G'Ann'T had to go back home. ho hum. I'll see her at Christmas too. In the meantime, my aim is to stay cool...

...my future's so bright, I gotta wear Daddy's shades.

yeah man. Peace.

the

Lady Maya D-T

2006-10-22T10:36:00.000-07:00

Make Mine a G' ann 'T

No sooner did Lola Mila leave than Granny G'n'T arrived. How cool to be the baby baton in the grandmother relay race? I hope it never ends. Here is where I met Granny G'n'T for the first time.Yesterday we woke up, the sun was shining, the cats were whining, Steve and Joanne -loverbird hosts of the wine oysters in the sky party- came over with their nuclear fallout hangovers so we had Daddy's world famous bacsilog to try and cure them. My Daddy has such healing hands and a big frying pan.

Afterwards everyone felt so fat they decided to take me out for a spin in ma wheels. We hit G-g-g-g-g-g-Granville Island and swung round to Vanier Park. Here's Mama and Granny G'n'T pushing me onwards at the end of False Creek. That's Burrard Bridge in the background.As we walked we saw a crowd gathered round a tree. They didn't have Birkenstocks or beards, nor were they hugging anything, so we figured something must be up. Sure enough up in the tree was a pair of bald eagles just hanging about pruning and preening themselves; hustling their crowd of onlookers. Papa got quite a good photo of one of them.
... that was great, but Papa says we have lots of bald eagles around town, especially down by the trees near the beach. So after that we went home...

...and tucked into some real G and T!!! Well I didn't, obviously. But they, the oldies and the golden oldies, did. In fact they had so much Number 10 is more like number 5 now.

Wow! You should have heard them snoring that load off. Except MamaSam and me, of course.

Time for bed again so I must sign off....

...may your limes be juicy and your tonic water fizzy.

bye for now, Missy Maya D-T

2006-10-22T09:18:00.000-07:00

Lola Mila

As you may or may not know, my Lola was staying with us for a bit. I don't know how long it was exactly, as I'm not very good at judging the concept of time yet. I just know it was long enough for us to bond really well. Here is my Lola Mila and me chatting on the sofa..

...and chilling on the sofa...

...and of course sleeping sometimes.We did loads of other things too, like eating at fine restaurants, walking to fine restaurants, bathing after being at fine restaurants, a little bit of shopping and even a party or two.

We enjoyed being with each other so much we hatched a plan for us run away to the UK. I don't know if you remember, but it was so cunning, you could pin a tail on it and call it a fox. Somehow Mummy and Daddy must have found out about Lola Mila's plan as they came with us to the aeroport to scupper any chance of sneaking off. I think Lola forgot the bottles of milk too.

Ho hum, so it didn't work out this time, but there is always next time.

It was sad saying goodbye to Lola, but I'll get to see her soon at Christmas when the folks take me to Blighty to see my cousins. Maybe we can plot something then.

thanks for coming to stay Lola. I love you,

YYYYY MAYA D-T YYYYY

2006-10-16T19:16:00.000-07:00

Leaping Prawns and Leprechauns

Here in Vancouver, there are many peoples from around the world, especially Asia. The oceans around here are abundant with seafood and fresh Alberta beef is just four mountain ranges away. This combination makes for some great dining, be it steak oscar, Izakaya, Korean BBQ, big BC burgers, super fresh sushi and sashimi, fifty-five flavours of Pho or 101 PinPin pork dishes....

...oooooooooooooohh I can't wait to get me teef. So it was the olds took us all to Guu Otokame, a cool Izakaya joint in touristy Gastown. It was Tita Linda's birthday and Lola Mila's treat; but everyone enjoyed it. Apparently it is the black cod that it is to die for. The greedies (me not included) ordered it at least 78 times. The seared sashimi salad was obviously another hit. Can you believe it they even had prawns that were so raw they leapt about on the plate, nearly? wow.In fact, Lola Mila loved it so much we went to Guu with Garlic the next week with Amori and her folks. Amori took this wicked photo of us all watching the leaping prawn; honest. Ok so the greedy olds were just ordering more fud.

You may have suspected already, but I think the leaping prawns must have given Daddy an idea or something. First Mama dressed me up, then Papa decides I looked like a leprechaun. As you all know, he full of 'interesting' ideas. Actually I just think he's as daft as a stoned monkey. Anyways, this is cute; apparently......Give me strength. I guess you can't always pick your parents!!!!

Thanks Louie for me tag. Gotta go now...
..yeah..

2006-10-15T19:35:00.000-07:00

Party Girl

P - A - R - T - why? Coz I gotta!

So no end of fun round here these days. Had another party. As it should be. Annie the (self-styled) neighbourhood Granny organised a top bash just for me.

I was weighed at the start to see how heavy I had become. A bit rude I thought, but everyone seemed to think my weight gain was definitely an achievement. We played pass the baby and opened tons of pressies, all for me. Yay.

Not to mention the food. Get a look at that juicy cake.

None for me of course, but it kept the old fogies quiet for ten minutes. Nice to see some oooohs and aaaahs focused on something other than me. Fortunately it didn't last for too long either...

...but can you blame 'em? Damn I'm good at cute. Although, mostly, I was sleeping for that party, it once again reminded me Mam of having to carry home me Pop (and vice versa, so Daddy says). Thanks Annie and everyone -Petra, Mrs Bayer, Jean, Isobel, Tita Linda, Lola Mila and of course Gordon- for a fan-dabby-doozy party.

Hey it's tiring work socialising all the time. Here, I am in Gordon's arms, but Lola and me got our heads down on the couch for a few zeds. Right in fornt of everyone too. hehehehe my cool jetlagged Lola... Hope she doesn't mind me telling everyone.

Ach what the heck, as Oscar Wilde would say: “Hear no evil, speak no evil - and you'll never be invited to a party”

More gossip later.

Missy Maya DT

2006-10-09T11:23:00.000-07:00

How to kidnap a napping kid...
...cooooooool.
My Lola arrived in town a couple of days ago. She came from a long, long way away and says we are going to run away together. It sounds really exotic where she lives; they drive backwards down the street and speak funny like Ma and Pa. My Granny lives there too, so I could have Lola and Granny spoil me rotten forever. The above picture is the historic moment of our first meeting, when the plan was hatched. I think Tita Linda is going to help us, here Tita Linda and I are scheming away on the sofa. I know it looks like I'm napping, but I'm just thinking very hard.

Originally the plan was to disguise me as Lola's pet bear, but I don't think allow bears on the aeroplane. The pink and white stripes might have aroused suspicion too...
So, in a moment of pure genius, we have changed the plan into a simpler one: it looks like the best way to achieve it is to fool the olds into thinking Lola is returning home on a different day. She will then 'look after' me straight after a feed and check in for the flight over the phone. I will then secret myself into her carry-on luggage, call a cab and make a break for it...

...so if you UKishers see me before December, you ain't seen me, right? If you you know what I mean.

2006-10-03T07:16:00.000-07:00

Party at Maya's

Hahahahahahaahha... Ma and Pa said they like to party. Cooool. So I had a couple of pals round the other Saturday. It was great to have them over even if I did kip for most of it. No surprises there then; as Dad would say, chip off the old block.

In all fairness, Noa, who can walk now, could even tire out Roadrunner. Beep beep She is so fast the camera can rarely catch her...

...Here she is at home time, pausing long enough for her Mama to slip on some shoes. Having everyone over was worth it just to see Daddy nearly need to raid my diaper collection when Noa tempted Mango into killing her toy. It was really scary as she was at severe risk from claw attack. It was all ok in the end, but the old man was looking paler and greyer than usual. Few surprises that Amori and I slept through it all. Having said that...

...she can really pull it out for the camera when it matters though; 'nuff respect girl. Can't wait for the next party ladies.

Laters

Missy Maya DT

PS No Kokanees were consumed by me in the making of this shot.

2006-10-03T06:25:00.000-07:00

Cats, Rats and Naps

Another day older and another day wiser. Maybe I was being paranoid, but when I first arrived at this place called home, the cats seemed hostile towards me. There are two cats here. Mango is black, white and fat and Coco is the 'unfortunate looking' one.

You may remember the shot of Mango the cat raiding my Moses bed and me mentioning how he was staring at me with hunger and hostility. While I am far from relaxed around them -it cuts both ways- we have definitely found some common ground. For example, we are all furry freeloading narcoleptics...

...see Coco having a go in my chair bed.

...or mango lazing on the front deck in the late afternoon sun.

Best of all is when we are all get stuck into testing the old dears ability to not sleep through the night with our feeding and 'other' needs. I think Mango is especially interested in my vocal approach to stating my demands. Although when it comes to 'other' needs I absolutely refuse to share the cat litter, despite Papa's suggestions that it might help save the environment.

The good news is that we are all trying to get along. The other night Mango brought me a live baby rat to try and show me how to catch my own food. I wasn't all that impressed as I have no plans to go and catch my own food anytime soon. The old folks were even less impressed and made him stay outside on the deck with it until the hunting lesson was over (ie the rat died). Granny was so unimpressed she said she might not come and visit!!!

Poor Mango never seems to do the right thing, no matter how hard he tries. However, it is good that we have bonded so that we can share our passion for warm places to sleep.

time for a snooze,

Missy Maya D-T

2006-09-29T11:03:00.000-07:00

Moving it and shaking it

Hello... back again after another hectic short while. My adventures here in Outer Canuckistan continue.

I have had some feedback questioning my ability to actually write this blog. Some have been so bold as to suggest that I may not be writing it all. Well hopefully this photo can straighten the matter out...

...admittedly the numbers are a bit of a stretch for my infant arms, but I need not remind you that I am a genius in training. Born to blog baby!!!

The old folks chilled out a bit after the beach trip. Apparently, I'm assured, the weather is about to change, so we did some tidying in the garden under some fabulous late September sun. We are a very functional family, largely due to my expert direction. As you can see here, I have a very hands off management style. It gives the old dears a sense of ownership of their chores too.

However, to encourage their future obedience, their work must be rewarded and it was with a fine social engagement later that evening. Moreover, I was feeling like a million bucks after receiving this personalised bunch of flowers from Sophie that were in fact a new wardrobe. Yay.

So later on, donning another new outfit from cousin Tom Jr and his oldies, I earned my cocktail wings at the oysters and wine in the sky party.

From the 915th floor (or something like it) of a condo in Yaletown we mingled and worked the room separately like true social butterflies until I pulled a Daddy-like manoeuvre, drank too much, passed out and they had to drive me home. Even though it was only milk, I think Mama and Papa were quietly pleased for it not to be either of them for once. Although the host kindly reminded everyone of the time Papa passed out between the main course and dessert and then again between dessert and coffee.

hahahahaha... Hey Papa, if you can't take it, you shouldn't drink it! Still they seemed to take in their stride and found it funny. All I can say is...

...laugh now, but one day I'll be in charge!

...with obvious acknowledgements, apologies or whatever to Banksy.

2006-09-28T11:39:00.000-07:00

Kitsilano Beach

We've been having a bit of an Indian summer here, so we kitted up and headed out in Papa's wheels. The usual fun was had hitting all the bumps with no suspension. The beach was great. We sat at the beach cafe just drinking, soaking up the rays and atmosphere. Here I am enjoying the view... er ok so I was sleeping again.

Papa's cousin, Mel, even rode by and joned us for bit. I'm sure I was just blinking in this photo.

We stayed for quite a while. It was almost sunset before we headed home. Now being a lady, a diva to boot, and less than two weeks old, you can imagine that I have personal needs that must be met and on a regular basis. Fortunately we found our own log on the beach...

...and settled down for a stunt-change, some nosh (for me)...

... and a quick tag. No doubt Banksy would be proud... Pictures on the Seawalls! Gotta go, got some gardening to get on with. Busy, busy, busy.

2006-09-26T21:37:00.000-07:00

Original Mama D-T

After the excesses of the weekend, I now have some inkling of the Tuesday blues... or perhaps it's the fumes from the highly toxic floor paint Daddy is using. Luckily the rainy season is still somewhere in the Pacific, so we were able to hang out in the garden while the paint 'off-gassed'. Whatever, we have managed to chill these last couple of days and have spent it 'bonding'! Yuk, don't I sound like a cheesy management guru?

Fact of the matter is that I think my parents are quirky but kind of cute...

...and to be frank, today I am again in awe of my Mama. As a result, and with no apologies for being schmultzy, this post is dedicated to the most incredible and beautiful person in my life. Sorry Papa, you are not too embarassing all the time. I like all the hair and the shades will break or be lost soon enough. You are even o.k. looking too, but I'm afraid no milk, no accolades.

So what is it about Mama? Could it be our shared love of edumification?...

...sleeping?...

...sunbathing?...

...or simply our shared epicurean love of food, life and stuff...

...thanks Mummy. I love you.

Maya xXx

2006-09-24T20:19:00.000-07:00

Weekender

Phew, what a jam-packed weekend; enough to make a girl dizzy. I have been hauled all over Vancouver to coffee shops and baby shops and even the cold beer store (brrrr that was cold).

We christened my 'pramette' on Main Street; my own set of wheels; not as flash as Daddy's but all mine and gets me around town. That trip we managed a spot of sushi. I don't touch the stuff myself, but you gotta do what you can to keep the old dears happy and I was able to sleep through the whole thing anyway.

I even let them go to the pub on Granville Island for a pint and some tucker. I was along for the ride in the Baby Bjorn and yes you guessed it, I was sleeping again. Here I am 'free-sleeping'... look no carrier, cot nor crib.

Today we had a big party , Filipino styleee, and everyone ate a hundred different kinds of pork. We even had pork ice cream and pork sponge cake and tea. I think.

Tito Rene arrived in a yellow car. He's so cool, he always comes in a different car and says urban babies wear black. He didn't say what East-siders wear, but he was really nice to me.

This is my friend Amori again. We mostly just hang out while amusing our parents. Sometimes we like to mix it up a bit and throw in an original wail just to keep them guessing. Well at this age there's not many other ways to get yer kicks?

I got to meet Tia and her Mama for the first time today. They brought me loads of great stuff including some cool cool shades and a noisy bunch of bells... hehehe I can see that one winding up the folks just as soon as I am able.

So as you might imagine, it's been a crazy, exhausting whirl of a weekend for a young diva like me... Or as they should say, another day, another holler.

Hmmm, time for a snooze.

Yeah.

Lady Missy Maya D-T xx

2006-09-22T09:10:00.000-07:00

My first week. A week of firsts.
Honestly, you ask a man to do a baby's job and it all goes pear shaped. So I gets the blog all ready to go yesterday before bed and ask Daddy to hit send for me and he loses the whole post. All the gear and no idea. Still he is mostly pretty good at doing my bidding. Anyways, backs to me blogs...

We went for a spin in Dad's ride the other day. We didn't crash, burn anyone off at the lights and he doesn't do any of the Tokyo drift stuff, so I went to sleep for most of it. In the middle they did take me out of the car to have some doctor stick a cold stethascope on me and point bright lights in my eyes. Not good and I told them so as loudly as I could. The rest of the trip was uneventful...

...but I was sporting this tee from Tita Jules. You know it girl! Thanks Tita. Respect. Oooh look here I am wearing it again while in Mummy's arms. Mummy is doing a great job of feeding me impressing all the doctors and nurses with my weight gain. It's great being congratulated on gaining weight... it won't last so I shall enjoy it as long as I can.

This week, being my first, as you might imagine, has been full of firsts. Amongst other firsts, there was my first time home, my first nappy, my first road trip and of course not forgetting my first meltdown. Here we are doing another first; my first stomping my manor. We went for coffee and cake at the cedar cottage coffee shop. Daddy is sporting the standard Daddy apparel of Baby Bjorn, funky shades and super hip little chick (that's me by the way).

Another first was Skyping cousin Thomas (junior). He's one month older than me and was fast asleep... come to think of it, so was I. LOL. Still my folks and his folks coo-cooed at us while we slept. It must be the lack of sleep or something that makes 'em act so soft in the head. There was also the first 'baby-off' with Amori and Tito Aldo. I think they win hands down with Amori's hair! We'll be back!

Time for more sleep. Signing off for now...

the self-styled...
Lady Missy Maya D-T xx

2006-09-21T01:55:00.000-07:00

Other Stuff
It's been a day or two, so time for an update. I still don't do too much -eat, sleep, make work for Daddy hehe- so I thought I'd tell you a bit about other stuff. I live in Vancouver in a blue house with a red front door and chimney.

It has a cool garden which I am gonna play in next summer. It's full of flowers, tomatoes and grapes and nifty places to hide. We get chickadees, skunks and raccoons and the occasional coyote passing through.

This is the indside and where I have mostly been hanging out. Can you see my groovy 4-tiered diaper cake that Tita Lara made for me? It has 200 rolled nappies in it... that should be about two afternoon's workload for Daddy. Squeeze it girl!!

You can see it again behind Noa's Mum in this photo. Noa's Mum might well look pleased to be holding me, but I am busy soaking her. She was very nice about it, but gave Daddy some pointers on his nappy technique so it doesn't happen again in the future. Hahahaha how I laughed. OK so I am signing off now. Gotta go and hang with ma crew...

Laters,

Maya D-T

2006-09-19T07:55:00.000-07:00

Homeward Bound

I arrived home for the first time on Sunday. Dadddy's ride could use a bit of pimping, but you takes what you gets and the crappy suspension makes for great fun going over potholes in the back alleys. He also seems kind of smitten by me, which is nice, but he could certainly use a shave sometime soon. At least he is quite warm to sleep on.

Mummy is great and feeds me really well. I think I tire her out, but it all seems worth it when we can crash together in post-prandial bliss... every couple of hours too. Mmmmmmmmmmilk.... and sleep.

As I mentioned before, the cat Mango keeps looking at me hungrily. I think the old dears will keep me safe from him, but he already raided my Moses' basket. Oi Mister, sling yer hook, that's one of my beds!! Get your own place to sleep.

You may be thinking I don't do much except eat and sleep and you'd almost be correct. I do do something else, but that's yuk... although I should thank Tito Aldo for sorting out me first one back in the hospital. Tee hee.

Pheweee all that excitement (and some more grub) has made me sleepy again....

...until next time,

Maya... ...z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z z

2006-09-18T11:57:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone, my name is Maya.

Hello everyone, my name is Maya. I was born on Friday 15th September, at 16.12 PST by caesarian section at BC Women's Hospital in Vancouver. The staff at the hospital were excellent and guided mummy and daddy well through those anxious first few days. This picture shows Daddy just minutes before I was born.

The first time I met Daddy, there were loads of bright lights and strange people cleaning me up and poking me. He came and chopped my cord before they weighed me.

Look at the scales above! I weighed a cool 3.445 kg; that's 7lb 9oz in old money. Then they took me to meet Mummy while they glued her back together. The anesthesist took a nice photo of the three of us. Look at how great Mummy looks. You wouldn't know she is on the operating table except for those guys in the background.

That all happened on Friday. The next day loads of friends came over to visit and mummy and daddy ate foie gras with late harvest ice wine. Wow. On Sunday I went home for the first time. My home is in Vancouver. I had great fun keeping the cats awake on my first night, but I'd better be careful as they are still bigger than me and that Mango always looks at me hungrily.

OK I'm off to go and do my hungry cross-eyed terrapin impersonation as it amuses the old folks.

Laters
Maya D-T