It's exciting -- Meg is putting words together and almost meaning some of what she says. We were at Ikea and she was trying to climb into a baby crib. After a few minutes, I pulled her off and started toward where we were going. She protested harder than usual, crying out, "Sho! Shew!" Something like that. I walked faster and tried to distract her. When I caught up with Bjorn, turns out, she was missing a shoe. It had gotten wedged on the crib rail and I'd pulled it off when I picked her up. I know! She's brilliant!
Of course, as I type this she is busy taking her dinner, noodles, and dropping them on the floor. Then she's examining them and eating some. Tasty.