Carm and I went out for a visit to Connecticut last weekend to see baby Maya who seems to be doing very well. She had her fussy moments, but she was just ripped out of her dark, snug little world only 21 days ago - what can ya do? She tires easily of this harsh, unforgiving world and she sure as hell is gonna let you know about it.

Matt and Rachel seem to be doing a terrific job even if they claim to just be winging it. Hopefully she’ll be big enough soon to wear the pink Mets onesies I got for her - luckily she’s too young to understand how awfully mediocre they are. Maya is obviously quite loved and in a great situation. As the guardian I’m taking notes guys!

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