The Chase

I rarely hear my daughter laugh as much as she does when my husband or I get down on our hands and knees and chase after her. Every little bit, she'll stop to look at us, laugh, then try to crawl away really fast.

Sometimes, though, she loses track of the direction she had been going and will start crawling toward us, laughing all the way. It's always fun, but I especially love when she crawls right into my arms.