Before having kids, I’d hear kids are so funny and I’d kinda shrug and dismiss it as a platitude. You know, like kids say the darndest things, and they’re all published on cheesy desk calendars or in Readers Digest for folks to read in the dentist’s office. I’d secretly think that somewhere along the line parents lost a sense of sophisticated humor and just started to… settle. It must have been around the same time that parents go out together or with friends and can’t talk about anything but their kids. Or something.
Here’s the thing. We knew our kid when she was too young to control her own flailing limbs, before she even knew that she had limbs. And um, now that she has her own opinions and the gross and fine motor skills to do something about those opinions…
Good heavens, she’s funny. I think, maybe even objectively funny. But you be the judge. I’m one of those parents who can’t find anything else to talk about. 😉
And then there’s Baby Shoehands. For weeks we’ve been trying to capture this elusive creature on camera, but like Bigfoot she kept escaping a definitive record. One of her favorite activities now is to clomp around with shoes on her hands. She thinks it’s great and gets the right shoe on the right hand 90% of the time. We stuck with it, and eventually got it on video. Enjoy.
  
 