Cheating a bit–this photo was taken yesterday. Today was rather painful, and I meant to take pictures, but it just wasn’t in the cards. Muriel’s nose is running like crazy and because of a fat upper lip she screams bloody murder every time I wipe it. My little climber! She had two huge crashes last week. The first she was on Rowan’s bed using the safety rail to stand up. It’s not very stable, and she toppled over onto the ground, splitting open her gums right above her front teeth. Then a couple of days later I was at coffee with some other moms from Ro’s school. She was standing up on the chair with me and I got up for two seconds to attend to Niamh and Muriel fell off the chair, injuring that darn upper lip again.

Anyway! She perhaps wasn’t looking or feeling her best today. It took me a while to realize that it hurt her when I wiped her nose. Whoops.

She is super close to walking. I found out accidentally last month (that was what I was going to write about, but couldn’t remember!) that she is not allergic to egg. I’d been showing Rowan and Niamh at the store how all the pasta made with egg has a picture of an egg on the package. A few days later Rowan said “Hey! Muriel’s biscuits have egg!” What I had thought was a picture of a pot of honey was in fact a picture of a yolk inside a half an egg shell. So Muriel’s been having egg since she was about 7 months old. Whoops (again). It’s a good thing my kids don’t have any deathly allergies or we’d be in trouble. It just didn’t occur to me that there would be egg in a teething biscuit recommended for ages 6 months +, since in the States eggs are a no-no until after 1 year (right?).

Other news is that she’s been sleeping through the night for a while now. Probably since right after her 10 month birthday. Hip Hip Hurray! I’m starting to feel like a new woman. Or at least somewhat human. It’s a nice feeling.

Anyway. Happy 11 months Little Miss!