I've got a happy baby. Perpetually cheerful, he's always willing to lend a smile to friends and strangers alike.
But it's hard to get this kid to laugh. And you never know what will strike his fancy [which is especially frustrating when you've been standing on your head in a clown suit for half an hour, and he decides that his father simply walking into the room is utterly hilarious].
We've got two cats, and Tom smiles at and 'talks' to them all day, and is even learning to gently pet them [instead of making a mad grab for their fur, causing them to hide under any available furniture].
But my parents' dog? Apparently, is the funniest. thing. ever.
It would be cute if anything I, his long-suffering mother, did could provoke even a chuckle.
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