My children’s laughter is the panacea for my hardest day. Just hearing either of them laughing puts the world in perspective. I can make my youngest laugh so much that he can’t stay standing, just by saying the words “yuck yuck yuck” in quick succession, or reading him a page from his favourite book which tells him that “babies are messy eaters” (and yes they surely are). My eldest is a bit harder to get going, but once he’s really guffawing it rolls out in the most magical sound. His latest bound-to-lead-to-giggles, is when I insert the words “bottom clock” randomly into his night-time story (it’s a long story – the bottom clock explanation that is, not the night-time book).
And of course, they both make me laugh too. My youngest is frankly hilarious. Fifteen month olds are truly awesome (well, sixteen months as of today, but who’s counting). My eldest usually makes me laugh by accident, with his unusual communications. I’m going to share two recent ones with you, so that maybe the laughter can colour your day that little bit better too.
This first one is from a conversation we were having about a clock I’d just bought him:
- Son: “Digital alarm clock goes ‘BRING BRING BRING!'”
- Me: “No, it’s a quiet one.”
- Son: “Quiet alarm clock goes ‘QUIET QUIET QUIET!'”
And a fun little one he randomly shared with me as we walked up the stairs to his bedroom the other night:
- Son: “C O C K spells clock!”