And when I say laugh, I do not mean a mere Ha! I mean, a full, hearty laugh, spurts of it, over and over again, as only babies can manage. I remember that Merry laughed this way the first time she saw Owen, the midnight-black retriever (Owen of godparents Montana Lindsay and Tim). What jollity! What guffaws!
(Dear me, I can't remember when Elspeth first laughed. The middle child phenomenon starts already. Hmmm. I know it well. I think my mother could sooner climb Mt. Everest with a millstone around her ankle rather than conjure up when I first laughed.)
Beatrix's peals of giggles ensued when her little friend,
Ethan, waved a sort of kite attached to a pole in front of her. At first I wasn't sure what I was hearing, but then Sally (E's mother) and I started cheering, "Do it again, Ethan, do it again!" And sure enough: HA HA HA HA HA, in that funny baby way, where the baby goes dead serious in between each episode and then spurts out with another dimpled display of mirth.
Weren't we all pleased with our bonny Beatrix, and wasn't she pleased with Ethan and that funny kite-thing.
1 comment:
Check out that dimple! I love those baby belly laughs...miss em a bit, but not enough to do the baby thing again! Got close to it when Lauren was belly laughing on her first (and second) Tilt-a-Whirl ride at Idlewild on Tues. :-)
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