laughter (day 15)

As we took Henry’s 10-month pictures a few days ago, I managed to snap this one of a seemingly sinister Jack-in-the-Box looking over Henry’s shoulder. Michael and I laughed and laughed.

Tonight we’ve laughed at form-fitting baby pants (red and white stripes from the girl’s section, but aren’t all babies built the same?) and a gate jumping cat. We’ve made jokes about the NoseFrida and post-pregnancy bodily shenanigans. We’ve laughed at ourselves, and we’ve laughed despite ourselves. I’m thankful for laughter. We need it. And it seems to find us.

For the record, H loves Jack. And “Pop Goes the Weasel” is now a favorite tune. 

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