Thursday, December 20, 2012

Because you could use a pick-me-up

This morning, I was awoken at a very reasonable 7am by the sound of the baby guffawing in the living room. Seriously, she was chortling so hard I thought she was crying at first. Then I heard David say, "Was that funny? Yeah, that was funny."

I rolled out of bed into the living room and asked what he'd done to make her laugh so hard.

"I didn't do anything," he said, "She made herself laugh. She farted so loud that she cracked herself up."

She was still smiling, satisfied with herself.

"Well, we know for sure now that she's a member of this family," he added.

What a wau to wake up.