As the sun began to set on Bennett’s three month birthday, Brian headed to the nursery to commence the bedtime routine. A few minutes later, as I was sitting in the living room, I heard laughter peeling from the other end of the house. But it wasn’t just Brian’s; it was Bennett’s, too!
Brian yelled, “Bennett’s laughing!”
Torpedoing through the house, I yelled back, “I’M COMING! I’M GETTING MY PHOOOOOOOONE!”
Unfortunately, the majority of chuckles happened prior to my arrival. At my nudging, Brian tried again – having to fake laugh, make faces and speak like a cave man – to get Bennett to carry on for just a while longer.
So dang precious.