A stay-at-home-dad offers thoughts on the joys and sorrows, and everything in between, of fatherhood.

Saturday, February 04, 2006

Laughing Buddha

Baby now has six or eight distinct laughs. Perhaps the most affecting of them is the one she makes when she's just about to go to sleep. It sounds like the laugh of someone who's very, very tired and very, very sleepy and very, very punchy. She also has a staccato laugh, that she makes most frequently in the morning, not quite a woodpecker call -- but not far off, either. I was feeding her the other day, and I wanted to stop her from introducing her hand into the equation, partly out of laziness and partly because I wanted to actually get some food in her mouth. Anyway, she was more persistent than I, and ended up getting cereal in her fingers and on her chin. Rather than getting more frustrated, I started laughing. Baby started laughing, too, and we had a little moment.