I didn’t know hiccups were funny (& a little promotion for a blog friend)

Last night I was getting a rather grumpy baby girl ready for her bath.  I sat her down in the exersaucer while I filled her bathtub and collected her pjs.  And she whined because clearly it’s more fun to try to throw herself off of my bed than be stuck in the exercauser with toys to distract stimulate her.  As her whining got a little louder, urging me to HURRY UP, DAMN WOMAN, I hiccuped.  (I wasn’t drinking I swear.)

And she giggled. 

So I laughed at her.  And she giggled some more.  And I laughed until I hiccuped again.  And she laughed harder.  With every hiccup that came from my mouth her giggles got louder.  I swear we were like two  undergrads stumbling down College Avenue on the way home from a frat party.  Me with the hiccups and her with the belly laughs. 

For the record, I’m blogging this because her belly laughs are usually saved for when Craig blows raspberries on her belly or does the “pants dance” and this one was ALL. MINE.  ’tis a shame I cannot hiccup on demand. 

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Also?  Have you read Joanna’s blog, Raising Madison?  This internet is a crazy place, where on a daily basis I share in frustrations, milestones and everyday moments of other bloggers.  Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry and sometimes I’m truly inspired.  Joanna is one of the rare people that brings all of those emotions.  She has a daughter who has hip dysplasia and she has faced some other sucky things in life.  But instead of whining or venting her troubles, she has used her blog to share information with other families whose children are also facing the surgeries and casts that come with hip dysplasia.  ANYWAY!  She is up for a Scholastic Parent & Child Blog award and while I’m usually begging for votes for myself on Top Baby Blogs, I’d like to ask you to vote for her in the special needs category (it’s all the way at the bottom). She deserves it.