Ah, laughter...

The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. (ee cummings)

My son has such an infectious laugh. Well, at least his spontaneous laugh is infectious, not his fake laugh (which is irritating). And that was what he was belching out earlier when I was tickling him like crazy. At some point, I stopped tickling and just looked at him and once again it dawned on me that I have this beautiful kid that I love so much, my heart could break.

Anyway, we played around for maybe half an hour, and it was a half hour full of laughter. This day surely isn't wasted.