she's so cute ...

last night, Rick and I took turns making Audrey laugh. As she was laying in her crib, we kissed her cheeks, kissed her nose, tickled her feet, waved her arms back and forth, and talked at the tops of our voices -- all tactics to make her laugh incessantly.



As of about a week ago, she's learned to grasp and pull things toward her like a pro, chomping on them with her new teeth and soaking them in slobber.



The latter was learned by Oscar when we weren't looking, I'm sure. They are good buddies and he thinks of her as his baby too:



So, when it was my turn to kiss her pink cheeks to make her laugh, she stretched out both of her arms and placed her tiny hands on my cheeks. She looked right at me in a way that made me feel like I might die from an overdose of happiness. A moment I won't soon forget.

I thought to myself something that Rick had said a few days after she was born, "she's so cute, let her do whatever she wants." In other words, we're bigger saps than we realized and are in BIG trouble when she starts asking for things.