Alex woke Steph and I up at 4am today. It's hard to be upset when the reason he wakes you is because he's laughing so loudly. Actually it's a little disturbing. A giggling baby on a Sunday morning is adorable. A cackling baby at 4 in the morning is frightening. The kind of laughing that's a cross between I'm watching Eddie Murphy Delirious and I'm going to chop your head off with this bread knife. So Steph brings him into our bed to get him to calm down because ain't no funny business going on in mommy and daddy's bed. Well this is also apparently hysterical to him, and the boy continues to giggle and squeak and squawk for the next 3 hours. He literally fell back asleep just in time for my alarm to go off.
I decided that he's going to be very unpopular at parties or on dates because he'll be laughing at all the wrong parts in movies or cracking up at the absurdity of a bowl of soup during fancy dinners. I also think it would be awesome if he kept his baby laugh throughout his adulthood. I would love nothing more than to see a grown man with the kind of herky jerky laugh that only a baby makes. Needless to say my caffeine intake today was borderline illegal. I'm not sure if I had any solid foods at all and now I'm sitting here completely wired at midnight. I think I'll creep into Alex's room and start laughing at him now that he's sound asleep and see how he likes it. Who's the funny dadda now!? Hahahahahahahahahaahahahah!
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