family searle: she's five

Maya is an incredible little girl. Someone who is so aware of other people; who is the most genuine and caring person we know; lover of her little brother, family, Jesus, swimming, reading, spiders, learning, gymnastics, skiing, oreos, potstickers, hummus, pulled pork and all things sparkly and girly; someone who tries hard things, thinks deeply, and who has a testimony; loves to be silly, dramatic, play make-believe, get dirty, explore nature, and appreciates little tiny details about life like shadows, crunchy leaves, spider webs, clouds, rocks and infinitely more; who just wants to "feel some love" when feeling sad or in trouble and give others "some love"; who prays for everything and gives thanks for everything including fences, bones, blood, skin, hair, ears, heaven, earth, houses, food, beds, clothes, church, etc. Maya is so thoughtful and has a natural instinct to make cards for anyone not feeling well, or sad and prays for them. She is always thinking about heaven and asks me periodically what life is all about. Despite some heart-breaking and difficult food allergies, she has a wise and courageous soul who doesn't cower away when isolated from enjoying a birthday cake, pizza or ice cream. Her young spirit knows how to look at the positive in most situations. She articulates her feelings remarkably well by telling us when she "feels leftout" or "lonely" or "really upset at Griffin." Maya is one who has taught us so much more than we ever thought possible. Her response to difficult or complicated explanations of things is usually, "I don't hear you," or "I don't know what you're talking about." She still calls the previews before movies "pre-shews," loves her "chock-lick" cake or cookies, and has successfully taught her little brother all the wrong words to "Let it Go" and "Hakuna matata." We love you, our Maya papaya.

Her five birthdays are below in order. How fast the time goes and how precious all the little moments in between.