She's a stinka (and if you say "you're being a stinker!" she sometimes says "stinka, stinka!" or if you say "are you cranky?" She'll say "Crankee.")
Maya is obsessed with crayons. "Colur, colur, colur." She runs around saying. She doesn't actually color, she just holds them and accidentally draws on the couch...or me...or the stove. And then she tries to eat them.
"Maya, look there are deers behind you, Maya look at the deers." (Rocks, she just wants to lick rocks.)
She's also obsessed with Abby from Sesame Street...okay, she's obsessed with anything Sesame Street. But she runs around with a squished up sticker (I don't know why, but she squishes them up and carries them around crumpled) of Abby saying, "Abby, Abby, Abby." Doctor says she's advanced in speech. I guess not many 15 month olds pick up there grandma's cell phone and say "Call Mom." Or hand there momma a book and say "Here ya go."
