"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies." -James Barrie
I'm not sure what Mr. Barrie believed about all of the babies who followed that very first one, but, personally, I think that some brand new fairies were hatched this evening. Because tonight in the bathtub, Matthew laughed his first laugh.
Meg was in the bathroom while I bathed our baby boy tonight. She had been eating bunny-shaped crackers ("hops" in Megese) out of a tiny Pyrex dish, and when she set the dish down on the floor, the sharp clatter of glass on tile startled Matthew. It startled a wee chuckle right out of his surprised mouth, and I looked at him in delight and amazement.
Welcome to laughter, little Matthew. Your world--and ours--just became much, much sweeter.