Mali has suddenly sprouted four more teeth, two sets of bookends for her existing set of four. (Two top, two bottom.)
We have decided that her nickname is "Trouble." For instance, she will no longer sit down in her bath or in her high chair. She stands in both and so far can escape all variations of the latter.
The best way to prevent her from crawling up the stairs is to put a dress on her. She is extra cute when she's girly yet pissed off.
Tonight she she playfully lunged for my (fully covered) bosom with an open mouth and a growl, which made me laugh. Which then made her laugh, so she did it again. And again. And again. Purposeful, interactive play! Love it.