Yesterday Marie and I played the dumbest game of catch – we were both sitting next to each other in the same chair. It ended up being a hilarious good time. I never would have thought of it myself!
Brian laughs and laughs when you tickle him or come at him with kisses or toss him up in the air and especially when Marie talks to him in that high-pitched squeaky voice. How can anyone be sad when there is a baby laughing nearby?