Laughter is the best medicine

Yesterday I was getting frustrated with Charlotte. She was just plain fussy. She had a clean/dry diaper, a full belly and did not have to burp, but insisted on crying. I had her sitting on my knee trying to burp her when Millie came over with one of her toys, and out of no where Charlotte just starting laughing at Millie. Millie would leave the room and come back, and the moment Millie came back over by the sofa Charlotte starting laughing again over and over. It was the cutest thing and it defiantly help with my mood and hers. I just love this girl.