Lobsterama

Maya was desperate for lobster when we were in Cape Cod and somehow it never happened. So we went to 'Lobster Night' at Gertrude's at the BMA where I ordered salad for myself and watched Maya devour an entire pink creature including the bits of meat in the legs, as well as a baked potato and corn on the cob. She wanted a second lobster, but I thought one was enough. When we got home she had mint chocolate chip ice cream. This must be a growth spurt.

We wandered through the sculpture garden until huge raindrops began to fall, so we ran to the car before we got too wet. It never really rained, not like yesterday when I was driving from Perry Hall and the rain fell in sheets, so intense I could not see, and there were massive puddles in the roads. Lightning was flashing and I got lost when I ignored my GPS (how did we manage before GPS?). Today we arrived home without difficulty and reviewed Spanish for a bit before bed, Maya being far more enthusiastic than I find myself. I believe I have forgotten all my Spanish by now, but expect to be able to get back to it quickly once back in Ecuador.

I had no patients today, so I tried to relax a bit, clean house, visit Sid, shop for candles to make the house smell better ( and bought all sorts of things I don't need of course) and get to the office to get organized and plan for a busier time, which will happen again I am sure. Maya was thrilled with her camp and in a far better mood than when I had left her in the morning. I had upset her when we discussed my daughter Tara, who has had very little to do with the family for some time; I did not realize how much Maya missed her sister.