Viktor got a whole month older a few days ago, and I keep seeing more of his personality every day. He has the best laughter, and he loves being tickled almost as much as he loves the anticipation of maybe being tickled in the future. Sometimes he’ll randomly shoot me a look, I’ll make a stupid face, and he’ll laugh his pants off. It’s the best thing.
You know how mothers always say their kid is the best and the cutest in the world? Well, they’re all a bunch of liars, because it’s actually my kid who takes home the grand prize in both of those categories.