There’s nothing so heartwarming as seeing your baby delight in the littlest (and, often, silliest!) of things. Their commitment to laughing at these things – not to mention the true amazement in their faces as, little by little, they begin to comprehend the world around them – is enough to lift anyone up when they’re down in the dumps. Here are ten things that make my baby laugh!
After I have changed his nappy, I leave J in the playpen in his room, so I can go and dispose of said nappy and wash my hands. When I return, I hover outside the door until he notices me and looks up cheekily from whatever mischief he’s attempting. ‘Hello, poopy!’, I say to my little poop machine. And he giggles (he knows he’s the “poopy”).
Following in the same vein, one nickname my little man has been given is Poopy McStinker. Just because, you know, so much poop. He thinks this is hilarious.
J has never liked nappy time. As a newborn, then an infant, he’d cry as soon as he was placed on the change table. There was a brief interlude where nappy time was okay, because he had Kangy (a kangaroo with interesting baby-entertaining bits and pieces dangling from her paws). Once he worked out how to kick Kangy off her perch (because squirming and kicking and twisting were the new “thing”), nappy time became an experience for me. I have to constantly think of new things to make him laugh (because the same thing is never guaranteed to work for more than a day … or even more than once a day, sometimes!). The latest is me exclaiming ‘ding!’, like a high-pitched foghorn. I dunno, you tell me!?
Disney’s Aladdin is J’s favourite movie. If nothing else can settle him, Aladdin can. We even have the soundtrack to play in the car! When I sing him songs from the movie, I try to make funny voices (but, really, who can top Robin Williams?). My impersonation of the merchant at the beginning of the film is, apparently, ridiculous. But, hey, it works!
J is a wiggle-worm. He cannot stay still, even when sleeping. When he’s being held upright, sitting on my hip, he will sometimes lunge forward at something he’s trying to grab. Or, he’s trying to escape. Either way, “flying baby” distracts him from whatever he was trying to do (which results in a mad grasp to make sure I don’t accidentally drop him from the sudden lurch). Flying Baby is simply holding him face down with his tummy on my hip – he planks, and starts flapping his hands ahead of him. Walking around and changing levels as I go makes him giggle.
I did it on a whim the first time, as he was not happy at being left in his pram inside the house, so that I could cook dinner. He actually chortled. He was so gleeful, that I did it about fifteen times, and he laughed every single time!
When J needs a little bit of convincing to take the next mouthful of solids, a hearty nom nom nom will do the trick. And make him chuckle in the process!
J loves is when nom nom nom makes its way to his little, pudgy tummy. He giggles gleefully, and grabs your hair to try and keep you there. When you escape and look at him, he brings his tiny hands together as though he wants to clap, and his eyes sparkle with joy. #meltsmummysheart
Patita is Spanish for “little foot”. Pfwa is an onomatopoeic word I made up to indicate stinkiness. Something that really makes J laugh is sniffing his little foot, then saying ‘pfwa, stinky patita!’ It starts off with a great, big smile spreading across his face, to joyful giggles the more you do it.
Recently – sometime in the last few months, not quite sure when – J’s farts have become audible. Not loud, but you can hear them (as opposed to silent stinkers, when he was very small). Whenever he does one (and especially when he’s distressed about something else and one pops out), exclaiming ‘Baby did a FART!!’ makes him chuckle.
So, there you have it: ten things that make my little man laugh. What are your baby’s favourite funnies?
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Mini Mummi Blogger is a first time mummy to a beautiful baby boy. Currently on maternity leave, she is looking to put her writing/publishing experience to good use through her blog, helping other mummies navigate through the wealth of often conflicting (and, sometimes, even discouraging) information out there about pregnancy and motherhood. She believes that every mummy knows what’s best for her own baby – even first time mums!
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