At 1:17 PM last year, all of us were freaking out about whether my mother in law was going to have to deliver the baby because she was coming so fast. Today we just freak out because she runs around so fast. Does everything fast, actually. She has pretty much started talking this week. Her words: wow, Papa, mama, dada, down, bottle (baba), Barbara (baba), hi, uh-oh, and--I kid you not--Sponge Bob Square Pants. That's my kid.