Maggie is at such a great age. Although she's started getting a bit more opinionated and - shall we say - speaks out when she doesn't agree with me, she's still mostly fun, and always entertaining.
She's started talking. Actually, that's an understatement. She talks non-stop, but we can't understand most of it. There are a few very clear words. Apple, ball, Audjee (the cat's name), eyes and Daddy, among others. Two of the very clearest words though are, "No," and "Butt" (which is said while grabbing her behind with both hands.
I don't think it's just a coincidence. If you know me, you may have noticed (okay, hopefully not) that my back side is as flat as a board. Poor Maggie? Literally walked out of her pants today because she doesn't have enough booty to hold them up. It's certainly not one of my traits that I would have tried to grace her with, but some folks say it's better than the alternative. Personally, I would have been happy with just a compromise - enough to not drop her drawers in public, perhaps?
Lately I've been hearing, "She's her mother's daughter." Whether it's because she enjoys a Bloomin Onion at 18-months, or shares some of my physical characteristics (or lack thereof), I'm glad people can tell, and she is definitely mine :)