This particular night, I was listening to the music, trying to identify the artist (it's Pandora.com, so I could do that with a few clicks) while absently handing E back his bink which kept falling out of his mouth. After a few minutes, I heard what can only be described as a baby chuckle. I looked down and E was staring up at me, bink in the process of dropping out of his hand, waiting to see if I would keep catching it. He was doing it on purpose the whole time, the little stinker, and just couldn't contain his amusement one more second. Once he realized I was aware of what was going on, he started tossing the bink more energetically and laughing uproariously every time I had to bend to pick it up. I think we were witnessing his first independent joke, people! How funny is that?
Here's a shot from bath time, just because.

1 comment:
Ah, the arm rolls. Love those.
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