play date

I'm watching a friend's baby today - so there are two 13-month olds rolling all over the living room floor as I write. They keep squealing with joy whenever they see each other... it's an infectious kind of enthusiasm. (Makes me wish we still did that when we met up with friends).

But what strikes me is how different they are - my daughter and her friend. Even at 13 months. Their little mannerisms, quirks, personalities are already of their own flavour. (Now they're pulling all the books off the bookshelf).

Better go.