Zap!

Quinn really laughs at some things now. He was getting a big kick out of Bec saying "Zap" tonight on the change table while the bath was filling. Flying bath toys, the Tickle Bird game, roughhousing; words like "zap" and "plop" and "kerplunk"; anticipation of snooshing, snorgling and zurberting; sometimes he just giggles at random things. His laugh is evolving too, with the early smiles and giggles morphing into full-on belly laughs and hearty chortles.

He has really established a solid frame of reference regarding the world around him, such that he recognizes when some things are unexpected and therefore (possibly) funny. He also recognizes the facial expressions and verbal tones that indicate we're "funning" with him. Best of all, sometimes he initiates it himself, with a "whap" on his own head or his mom's, or a "flop" on his dad on the floor.

A good sense of humour's an essential ingredient for a happy life. It looks like Quinn will be well endowed in that regard. Long live laughter!