Caleb was ridiculously goofy this afternoon.
We spent a solid 30 minutes rolling around on the couch, giggling, flopping, tickling, snorting...
Caleb was laughing so hard he was drooling.
These photos really don't do justice to the level of fun we had this afternoon. Most of the time, Caleb was sandwiched between my body and the back of the couch, so he was totally protected and could flop around like a wet fish on nitrous oxide.
But to take these photos, I had to leave the couch. Apparently, a less-protected Caleb is also a less-manic Caleb.
I'm laughing right now as I think about what fun we had. I wish you could have seen it!
G-aunt mag could use caleb at her house... laughing till we drool could be a new one for me! he he!
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