
She's walking. She's trying to talk. She has 8 teeth. She drinks from a regular cup with minimal spillage. She's into everything. And, she's developed this great imagination. She likes to take her doll and pretend to feed it. She even makes the smacking noise that sometimes we make when we pretend. And she loves to run away from me. Margaret still loves her milk, and loves the bath. Her favorite thing to do is to play. Her favorite animal is a cat - and she LOVES to play with the kittens that we have. They're not all that fond of her, but they do a great job tolerating her loving them. And she knows pretty well when to just let them go. She can imitate a cat fairly well - and if she sees one on TV or in a book, she'll meow to tell me that there's a cat somewhere. She's getting big - no longer a baby, she's headed to nursery in two weeks!!!
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