Chloë is so close to walking. She routinely clings to our legs and, when we move away, stands there, unsupported. Lately she's been clapping while she stands there, so the balance has got to be there. She'll also walk clinging only to my shirt or my hand. Not by herself so far, but it's going to be soon.
Her favorite book these days is Bath Time!, by Sandra Boynton. I can recite it for you if you like. It's a floating bath-safe book, with pictures of a pig getting a bath, and on the last page the pig's nose is positioned over a squeaker. I've been reading this to her for months, squeaking the nose whenever I got to the end, but in the last couple of weeks she's really gotten the concept--and started squeaking it herself. Then she tried squeaking his nose on the other pages he's on. What a smart girl. She'll be running the world in no time.