One of the coolest things that the BossLady and I are noticing about the Peanut these days is the development of her personality. I'm not going overboard here and saying that we can already see defined character traits or anything like that (c'mon. The kid's only 12 months old!) But we are slowly starting to notice the evolution of a unique and independent sense of humor. She's generally a pretty easy-going and well-adjusted kid so she often walks around with a cute smile on her face. But we're now starting to notice that there are some things that just crack her shit up and tear her to pieces.
Not surprisingly, the Peanut doesn't find my hand puppet reenactments of Supreme Court confimation hearings very amusing. Also, unlike other babies, she's not always enamored of funny faces. She will laugh when being tickled...but only if the tickler is the BossLady. As for playing Peek-a-Boo? Most of the time, she can take it or leave it. It depends on her mood and the amount of poop she's got in her diaper. So what DOES tickle her funny bone and fire up her giggle synapses? Here are a few recent barnburners...
The other day, I was napping out on the couch and the Peanut silently crept up to me and quickly rammed her tiny little finger up my nose as far as it could go. I jumped up suddenly and screamed "What the Fuck?"...only to look down and see the Peanut laughing her ass off hysterically at my reaction. Seriously, she thought it was so uproariously funny that I thought she was going to wet her diapers (just kidding. The kid pees like a racehorse. Her diapers are ALWAYS wet.)
The Peanut also seems to be a big fan of dichotic humor. In other words, when she sees something that contradicts her normal perceptions of reality, she thinks it's a hoot. Every once in awhile, I'll put baby clothes on my head, wear her bib around my neck, suck on a pacifier and pretend to drink from her bottle. Cracks her up every time. Even though she can't speak yet, I can look at her expression and hear her inner voice thinking, "you are one strange and funny motherfucker. I'm not exactly sure why I find you amusing but that is some seriously funny shit."
Like I said before, she's not really all that ticklish. But once in awhile, the dog will sneak up behind her and suddenly start licking her feet. All of sudden, her face will break out into a giant smile and she'll go into a giggling fit. I'm not sure whether she's laughing at the fact that it feels funny to have a dog's tongue on one's tiny toes or because she thinks it's hilarious that the animal whose food she's always eating got her back. Maybe she's learned that revenge can be sweet...and funny.
Toilet humor also cracks her up. Not the kind of toilet humor involving dirty jokes or off-color language. I'm talking about actual humor revolving around the toilet. The other day, I was taking a leak when the Peanut pushed open the bathroom door and came barging in. She grabbed one of her little bath toys (a rubber turtle), peered over the rim of the toilet and dropped the turtle in. Although a smile came on her face, she didn't start really laughing until I palmed her head like a basketball and tried to keep her at arm's length while I finished taking a leak. Ever seen a grown man pee into a toilet containing a plastic turtle with one hand palming his daughter's head and the other hand holding his johnson? Now, THAT'S some funny shit. We BOTH had a good chuckle over that one.
Hmmm...and I wonder where the Peanut gets her sense of humor. Anyway, I have to admit, she's much funnier than I am. Maybe she'll have a long and distinguished career in stand-up comedy. Who knows? Can you imagine?
("Thank you. Thank you. I'll be performing here at The Crib all night. There's a 2-drink minimum and please make sure all bottles are sanitized before entering the club. You've been a great audience. Really. By the way, nice boobs, lady. You packing any milk in those bazookas? Whatta you say we go backstage and grab a drink? You burp my back and I'll burp yours.")