Cracked Up

I haven't written about our baby in awhile, so....

Morgan Jane is the funniest baby we have ever had. Olivia was such a sweet little beauty. Luke was the strong silent type (-He kinda didn't like being a baby at first) and then here comes Miss Bright 'N' Shiny! She is such a joy- as soon as we walk in the room, or go to get her out of her crib, she does that fabulous arms-swinging-feet-froggy-kicking-head-shaking-OMG-I-am-soooooooooooo-happy-to-see-you thing and cracks up. She laughs all. the. time. And it is the greatest, dorkiest, Beavis and Butthead-iest laugh that I just can't get enough of.

So today I was working in the kitchen, and she was rolling around in the living room and she starts laughing and doesn't stop. She's quiet for a second and them cracks up. She does this for like, 5 minutes. I have been peeking on her over the counter, but just thought she was hanging out, rolling around- which is her new "big thing". Then she is just loosing it with giggles, so I grab the camera and come to see what is really going on... Turns out, she has been pulling her sock off with her two little teeth and when she lets go and it pops out of her mouth, she thinks its hilarious. I love that she is so different from her brother and sister. That she has already found a way to keep herself occupied. That she is such a little beam of sunshine. Here's to hoping she stays that way for awhile...

(I know she is mine, and I probably think this is a lot cuter than anyone else will, but maybe at least it will make ya smile...)

(And I know, I know: An orange top doesn't go with turquoise pants nor does it go with lime green and white striped socks. She has reflux, and by the end of the day I have changed her clothes about 5 times, so you get whatcha get! )