Maya walked from the car to school when I dropped her off.
Dada came to pick her up from school. She held our hands and walked the whole way.
No therapies to go to today.
Maya and I, free to do whatever we want.
No where we needed to be.
We shopped. Maya got cool new shoes and so did Mama.
We ate. Grilled cheese sandwich and salad.
In the Disney store a new friend came home with us, Gonzo.
It was the best Monday in a long time.
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