Woo is my little jokester. He loves to laugh and to make you laugh along with him. I’ll never forget the first day that he REALLY laughed. It was a full on belly laugh, at one of the toys that hung over his playpen. He was about five weeks old, and found the toy and the laughing to be endlessly entertaining. All it took was one little jiggle of the bar, the elephants that were attached would jiggle and we’d have laughter. It was a beautiful sound, one that I sought to reproduce again and again with both the lils as infants. I still do, and love to hear them laughing with each other.
I am a giggler. I have never been much of a prankster, but embrace the silly in life. Telling jokes is something that I have never been good at, as I always forget the punchline, or screw it up. Getting some one to say “underwear”? Classic. My personal favourite? When innocent words, like “duty” are homophones with giggle inducing words like doodie. (Hehe, hehe, I said doodie)
Last night as Woo was going to bed we were reading together. The book was a bilingual storybook that had many items within the pictures identified in both French and English. When we read it, Woo will read all of the English words to me, then I will tell him the French translation. We had barely begun when we got to the word “junction”. He stumbled on the pronunciation, and asked what it meant. I told him how to pronounce it, explaned what it was, and was about to tell him the translation. He clearly had not been listening, as he said “hehe hehe, junk!”. We both starting laughing hysterically. I am so proud of him.