I was driving to the library (five minutes away) when I heard a noise from Paul’s car seat. Usually, his noises are screechy or whinny. This was different. This was giggles.

“What’s so funny, Paul?” I asked him.

He stopped for a moment and then started laughing, a deep, is-some-one-tickling-my-knee? laugh. He didn’t stop until we got to the library. He kept laughing as I got him out of the car.

It was the most delightful thing to hear a baby laugh.