From now on, I'll have my camera grafted to my hand.
His earlier smiles and laughter may have been, I must admit, a bit premature. While the expressions and sounds certainly resembled smiles and laughter, poops and toots did soon follow, leading me to believe there was a causal relationship.
However, this morning as I was eating his tummy and little feets, there followed a sustained grin and expression that I can only interpret as saying "I don't know what you're doing, scratchy faced-bottle-bringing-food-dispenser, but it curiously amuses me, whatever 'amusement' is." And then he didn't poop.
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