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Chasing the giggle

April 30, 2016
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lipstick mouth

I remember his first giggle fest. I mean the first time he had a real giggle fit. It was awesome.

Nowadays, we laugh together.

He gets the joke. He makes the joke. Often. Sometimes, they’re not funny. Other times, he slays.

But so far, and it’s been pretty steady since I heard the very first one, I’m always chasing the giggle. When he chuckles a little or gives me a full belly crack up, it lights me up. I want more, more, more. It truly is the happiest sound in the whole wide world. Even when he looks like a scary clown in my lipstick.

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