Sunday August 27th, 2006

LAUGHTER…THE SHRIEKING KIND

Here she sits demurely…that was before the hysterical glee of teasing cubby began.

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Enter Cubby…

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OOOH, you want this ball? You want this ball?
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I wish a picture could convey the adorable shrieks of laughter coming out of this child. Her Mom said nothing makes her laugh so hard as teasing the dog. I think this one reveals it best.

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I love it when kids make me laugh at photo shoots. I especially love it when they get lost in the moment of their fun and forget I am there altogether.

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Okay, you know when you start to laugh so hard that you feel borderline hysterical and tears come rolling out your eyes? You can’t stop laughing and your stomach is in knots. No sound is coming out anymore and you are just shaking with your face alll squinted up. Sometimes the most random things trigger it. Like the day I bought my imitation Ugg boots. I was very pleased with my bargain find and took them home to the apartment I shared with my sister. She owned real Uggs, so she put hers on and I put on my fakes and we stood side by side in front of the fulll length mirror to compare the difference. There was something about the way my boots looked. Like Santa Claus gone wrong. Fashion victim Santa. I did not look cool, I looked homeless. It did not take long before we were looking at each other in hysterics and the scene ended with us laying on the floor and laughing ourselves sick at the sight of my pathetic $10 boots that I thought were so cool when I was at Ross.

Self-mockery does a body good.

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