Anne is now 14 months old. Where has the time flown?
She is quite a proficient little walker these days. She putters around the house, waving her arms and trying to run everywhere. She’d rather walk than be carried or pushed in the stroller these days. She is so curious and introspective.
She’s cut 12 teeth already. Poor little monkey when the molars were coming in. She’s such a little trooper.
She’s got about 10 or 12 words now. The other day she added “Pull!” and “Don’t touch”. 
We say “Pull!” when we’re taking her socks off. So she pulled her own sock off and promptly crowed out “Pull!” And yesterday I opened the dishwasher and said “Don’t touch”. She pulled her hand back and solemnly repeated “Don’t touch.”
Anne is also a little mimic. It’s made me realise afresh the need to behave myself. Nothing is quite as accurate a mirror as a toddler. 
I had my lotion on the floor one morning. She went over to it and tapped the top and then rubbed her hands on her legs. It was the funniest thing. She kept doing it over and over. Brian was dusting the house yesterday and she toddled over, grabbed a rag and started to swipe at the bookshelf. Brian has invented a little song for her called “Helper, helper, Anne’s a mighty fine helper.” She loves the song and putters around after us, helping with chores. She even has learned how to pick up laundry. If there is a sock on the floor, she picks it up and walks to her hamper where she promptly throws it in and claps. Now if I could just get Brian to do the same thing….
She also likes to “talk” on her play phone. She picks up the receiver, cradles it under her chin and says “hi” over and over. She’ll open her books and turn pages while talking some ethereal baby-language to herself. While I make supper, I give her a pot and a wooden spoon which she then stirs into her pot, pretend-cooking along with Mummy.
The funny thing is that I haven’t really “taught” her any of those things. She just imitates what she sees.
Her favourite things to play with are her books. She’ll turn the pages for hours, bringing them over for reading, “reading” to herself, stacking them and moving them around. V. good.
My favourite thing about Anne these days is how sweet she is. She says hello to everyone she meets. She tries to share everything from her food to her toys with others. She is so gentle and kind, friendly and winsome. I’m incredibly proud of how well-behaved and easy-going she is. She just seems so settled and secure.
