Funny Daddy

So last night was one of the more hysterical evenings Adam and I have ever had.

Charlotte is going through this stage where she thinks pretty much everything Adam does is hilarious (huge for his ego) and she will get to laughing so hard I worry about her oxygen intake. She'll get in her armchair and bounce and laugh and we scold her for standing and bouncing in her armchair and she just laughs...Eloise will bark and it's just the funniest...

Daddy coughing? An outright laugh fest!

But what really got her last night was trying to stand by herself. She would spread her legs wide, find a focal point, push herself up, stern concentrating look on her face, arms out (like a surfer) and then she'd be up, barely breathing for fear of losing her balance. Adam and I would cheer and clap, she'd get this great big grin on her face and clap along with us and fall on her Fannie, but that's alright! Still clapping...

Then she moved on to trying to take a step. Arms flailing, just a laughing, going towards daddy (arms outstretched) and she's wobbling every which a way, laughing like it's the funniest thing in the world, trying to walk. We would help her and she'd decide to try and run instead or to bounce, on her bottom every time, just a laughing. I was afraid she'd hyperventilate.