I was working late the other night. By the time I got home, Lydia was in bed but she was still awake. I went in to talk to her before she fell asleep. She told me all about her day - the yoghurt she ate, the dinner she ate and the fact that I was at work. We then played one of her favourite games.
Lydia: I didn't eat apple
Me: I didn't eat orange
Some other random food and animals...
Lydia: I didn't eat pillow
Me: I didn't eat carpet
Lydia: I didn't eat tissue
At this point, she cracked up laughing. That throaty, cackly, the funniest thing in the world kind of laugh. It was beautiful!
We played a little longer. At this point EVERYTHING was funny. It was perfect and I looked at her and saw a little miracle. Best feeling ever.