Look Who's Laughing Now

    Brian and I were enjoying some television and chemistry homework one night when Scarlett cooked up a nice poopy diaper for me to change.  We were both pretty focused on our tasks at hand when Scar did something she'd never done before.  A low belly laugh escaped out of  her binky sucking baby mouth. 
     Brian and I looked up and uttered excitedly, "Did you hear that!? Was that what I think it was?"   I looked down and egged her on to laugh again.  It was the coolest, cutest, heart-meltingist thing I have ever seen and heard simultaneously. She has a knack for drama; she definitely caught us by surprise. Scarlett usually smiles at me and enjoys getting a nice bum whipe-down, but I didn't think it would be so fun she'd laugh out loud. Maybe her little cheeks are ticklish.
    Now Brian and I dance and giggle night and day trying to get her to laugh. It is tricky.  She has to be in the perfect well-fed well-rested mood, and even then we're lucky if we can get her laughing.  Now its a competition between us, and I think I'm winning. I don't mind that it's rare because it makes it more exciting, but it is also very addictive. Baby laughter is like a parent's abused prescription drug (Using Meth as a metaphor would have been overkill. If you watch Breaking Bad, you understand). 
    I love that kid.