Starting around three-and-a-half months old, Ezra would give us a little giggle every now and then, often when we were changing his onesie. It was adorable, but we couldn’t really figure out his sense of humor, and it was hard to get him to repeat laughter.
But now I think we’re getting a real laughing baby in the house. And it is awesome.
Auntie Peg seems to inspire social milestones. She detected Ezra’s early social smiles around the Christmas and New Year’s holidays. Then last month when we were in South Carolina, she elicited his first all-out adult-does-something-funny-and-I-crack-up response. She was playing peek-a-boo with him, which Ezra usually finds at least moderately amusing. But when she switched to the Southern version of this classic, “Peep-Eye,” … well, that’s when things got a little rowdy.
For weeks, nothing seemed quite so funny as Auntie Peg playing “peep-eye.” Until now. The past two days, Ezra has been full of giggles. The babies at the Swedish embassy, tickles under the chin, the antics of his parents…they are all a laugh riot to our four-and-a-half month-old. I hope it never ends.
Here he is laughing it up with his padre yesterday …