October 13th, 2009
Will I never learn? Miss Mouse is of the age where, if you give any indication that something she did is funny once, she will naturally assume that it will be hysterical for the next hundred times.
A few days ago, she was standing next to me while I lay on the floor on my back. She lost her balance and landed with a foomph on my stomach. I let out a theatrical “ooof–ungh–hurrr” series of noises, much to her delight.
And now, you guessed it, her new favorite thing to do is to fling herself forcefully onto my poor tummy whenever possible. She particularly likes standing next to me and practicing her CPR chest compressions on my stomach. Squash squash foomph. Giggle giggle.