Long time no bloggy

and this isn't going to be a long one because I am knackered!

Darling child has been a beastling for most of the day. A beautiful, clever beastling, but a beastling none the less. I dared to go into Waterstones today. Miranda did not want to go into Waterstones, let alone sit in a queue. So, she kicked and fought until I put her down, then she laid on the floor writhing around and shrieking. When other customers commented on it ("Oh they're all like that at that age aren't they?" or "she's just asserting her independence" - and other, inane, irritating Waterstones-customer-style comments) - she just giggled and grinned her cheeky toothy grin, so it she was obviously doing it on purpose.
She also runs off when you don't want her to, then turns round grinning to check you are chasing her.

Tooth count: 10 full ones and 2 new molars poking through at the top. Decadent!

Vocabulary:
Mama
Dada
Bess (the bear)
MINE!
NO!
banana
ba-bye
hiya
boo
brum-brum (for cars, and also her scutter-bug thing)
Dog and Woof
Moo (at cows)
Fish!

She also understands far more words than we realise at times.. it is getting scary!!

She's 17 months old tomorrow, and we're flying out to Canada on Tuesday. My baby's gonna be a flappyhead!!!