Top five

Kyle and I spend our weekends together, behaving completely out of control. Sometimes we go to the grocery store AND Target, and can you even read that without getting a little tipsy off our wild lifestyle? I know, it's insane! We even have the occasional play date and every so often, we go to the craft store.

I think that kind of fun is still illegal in Arkansas.

Just this past Sunday, Kyle and I were upstairs watching a little old school 90210 (his choice), and snuggling on our overstuffed chair (and by snuggling, you should know I mean I was trying to nap with my eyes open and Kyle was sticking his fingers in my mouth). (Basically, we were THIS CLOSE to being a Metallica video.) At one point, he tried to grab my tongue, because when you're nearly a year old, there are a few concepts you absolutely do not get, not even a little bit, and personal space is one of them. I was letting him do this, I mean why not, it was keeping him occupied and that's just how parenting is: dignity gone with all those bikinis I used to own. I was trying to be funny at one point, and I turned my head really quickly, taking my tongue with it, and making some funny noise like, "NOW YOU DID IT, KIDDO! MY TONGUE IS GONE! OH NO!" And he laughed. No, that doesn't do it justice.

HE LAAAAAAAUGHED.

And laughed and laughed and laughed.

And I kept doing it. And he kept laughing. And then he started losing his breath, from all the laughing, and we sat like that for a good ten minutes, me pulling my tongue and head away from him in disgust and him falling over himself with the laughing and of course I started laughing because LOOK AT HOW FUNNY MY SON THINKS I AM and then MY laughing got HIM laughing even harder and I know all of you out there without kids just excused yourselves to throw up your breakfasts, and now you're wondering if you'll ever be so damn lame to hang out in front of Soap Net on a Sunday morning with your baby on your lap, the both of you laughing your heads off over something so....ridiculous. And it's certainly not something I ever thought I'd be doing, and even though I've always sort of wanted a child, especially after meeting Mike, this isn't what I thought parenthood would be like. There were way more nannies in my fantasies. But even with all that said, you should also know it was one of the top five best days of my life.

And that includes all those times I slept until noon and those few months in high school when a size zero was too big.

Comments

[Hillary]

Yes! In my top 5: Dancing with both my boys in our living room until The Boy collapsed on the floor in a dizzy fit of giggles.

[Kate]

It's intoxicating at times, for sure.

[Marie Green]

Agreed: nothing like the magic of baby laughter.

[Pickles & Dimes]

Aw, I wish you had audio with this. :) Big belly laughs from little babies are the best!

(As is asinine alliteration, apparently.)

[Jess]

This is super adorable. I'm not puking, I'm just jealous.

[Kristie]

Oh gosh, I bet that was THE AWESOME.

[Kristabella]

I don't have kids and I TOTALLY get it! Babies laughing are so infectious! I'm almost laughing at my desk thinking about it!

[Mrs. D]

Awwwww. So sweet!

I also enjoy a little old-school 90210 on occasion.

[Heather]

Love, love, love it. What a nice post to read this morning :) I sooo can't wait for those moments one day.

[Heather]

I just squealed at how awesome this post was. I can just hear his little laugh.

[auntie]

sounds wonderful :)

[nicole]

LOVE IT!!! wait til he starts dancing...its a hoot too!!! we all dance and laugh at the strange moves hud makes! hope to come to the partay this weekend with nat!