There’s something so contagious about a baby laughing out of control. In this case, the puppet monkey did us all in, making monkey-type noises every time we snapped it’s mouth shut. He laughed and laughed and laughed everytime it came close, tickling his face. He kept reaching for it, laughing, giggling, wanting more and more. It seemed to be somewhat edible, too (or teeth-er-ific) because when he got a piece of the monkey, it was being gnawed on.
Who knew monkeys were magic?
I love the effect that accidentally happened, here. Because he was giggling and moving, I was forced giggle and move, too. And the end result here? Awesome.
Blur isn’t always bad, it seems. Sweet, huh?
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