After our afternoon walk I set Brooke on the couch in her carseat to get her out of it. I was making smiling faces at her like I always do and she started her little laugh. I started to mimic her and that got her going even more. I was clever and positioned my phone off to the side and held it, not watching the feed, so I could fully engage Brooke. Even though it is shaky, she didn’t really notice it which is good because she doesn’t like the cameras.
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Enjoying an afternoon donut.
Brooke laughed for the first time last night when I was bouncing her before bedtime, not just the cute grunts that she’s been making for weeks, but a true “haha” laugh. We heard it for the second time today, as I was holding her while her exploding diaper allowed poop to drip everywhere in the American Indian museum, she thought this was great fun.
Laura walking with Brooke protecting her from the rain.
Carrying our baby just like it’s been done for generations.
“Such a plush hotel. I don’t even get pillows at home” says Brooke.
