baby laughs

my little love laughs. hunches up her shoulders, pulls up her legs, and laughs as though she's just heard the funniest funny joke that was ever told. she laughs at me, mostly. that's good, since i can't so much laugh at myself. she laughs when i put lotion on that little chapped spot between her chins. she laughs when she's swaddled up and getting cuddled for night-night and i kiss her cheeks. ah, baby laughs. might just be enough to erase this funk of mine...