My mom recently visited my brother and sister-in-law with Lydia in tow, and they had a new toy for Caesar (my mom's chocolate lab). No toy for Lydia you say? No, no - the toy for Caesar ended up really being a toy for Lydia.
She laughed at Caesar playing for a good 15 minutes. Later that night, my mom got her laugh at just the dog toy (sans Caesar). The kicker? I have an entire chest full of baby toys that she could take or leave.
Well I think the dog started it all, but it looks like Lydia was pretty amused with Mom cracking up too! :) Afterall it's about time she learned her mommy is CRAZY!
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