FINALLY! He Laughs!

Ever since Charlie cracked his first smile, there has been an unofficial competition to see who would be the first to get the little Tink to laugh out loud. Over the past few months he has uttered a number of different grunts and throaty coughs that have resembled a laugh - but he has yet to produce an outright belly laugh.

Until today.

Some have claimed to have gotten him to laugh while alone with him, but the unwritten rule is that...

a) there had to be a witness other than yourself, and/or
b) you had to have incontrovertible audio/video proof

You'd think we were looking for Sasquatch or something.


This morning just before the three of us were going to take a quick jaunt down the block to pick up a package from the post office, I began dancing (some might call it that) with Charlie and peppering him with some dorky baby talk. It seems the right combination of jostling and idiotic singing on my part did the trick.

I'll admit it is a bit risky publicizing myself blabbering away in high pitched baby talk like a nancy-boy (no offense to my sister or aunt who are both named Nancy), but I'll take a chink in my manhood armor to share with you our little boy laughing for the first time.

Here it is in all its glory...