Wokka Wokka Wokka

Almost two weeks had elapsed since the afternoon when Clara Grace’s Mommy excitedly met Clara Grace’s Daddy at the door and informed him of his daughter’s first laugh. Of course, the two spent countless hours during the next days and nearly wore their tongues out with wagging to produce the same reaction but apparently this joke was only funny the first time. Or worse, maybe Leanna was the only person their daughter found amusing.

But finally, early on Saturday of her fourteenth week, Clara Grace laughed for the second time. It happened as her Mommy held her on her lap facing out. Clara Grace wanted to stand up, so her Mommy supported her under her arms and the baby smiled proudly at her Daddy from her new higher vantage point. Unexpectedly, Clara Grace’s Daddy took the baby’s feet and swung gently back and forth like a hammock. Aware of Clara Grace’s easily startled nature, Clara Grace’s Mommy was about to recommend that he stop at once when the little girl erupted in giggles. This time, she laughed so hard that she gave herself the hiccoughs but she indicated by kicking and lifting her bottom that she would like another go.

And so the game went for at least twenty minutes until the baby’s eyes began to droop and she was ready for her morning nap. Clara Grace’s Mommy marveled again at how no laugh had ever sounded quite so beautiful and is looking forward to the time when her daughter’s laughter comes at regular intervals.