Talk talk talk! She is saying mama all the time (though it usually comes out in a long strand of mamamama when she is upset) and has started calling Mike something resembling Papa. Who knows what it will shake out to be but in the mean time, you have never seen a prouder papa.
She is getting faster and faster and barely needs anything to hold onto anymore. She can stand and walk a few steps just with hands on a wall. I keep waiting for her to tear across the room like it is no big deal.
Loves raisins, kiwi, and croissants.
Prefers her bucket of real things like an old remote, spatulas, Tupperware etc to any of her fancy shmancy baby toys.