I love to hear and see Joshua laugh, a proper belly laugh and he highly amused himself yesterday morning. We were up and dressed in good time yesterday, despite me having to tug the duvet out of his grasp as he had pulled it up over his head and that was the first giggle of the day. I feign anger and shout ‘quick, quick, quick’ at him and he roars laughing as we have a tug of war with his duvet.
We stood in the kitchen from 8.10 looking out of the window for the taxi and then he became bored, so he went outside to wait, and started impatiently kicking the gate, so I knew it was going to be a fun day.I opened the small gate when the taxi arrived and he dashed through it. While I was greeting the driver and escort, Joshua had pulled the front passenger door open. In one swift motion he leapt into the car, swung his legs in and slammed the door shut, then he sat laughing and grinning at us. We three laughed with him, amazed at his speed and dexterity, as usually he makes a meal of getting into the car and waits to have his feet lifted in for him. The PA opened the door to get him out, but he grabbed the door and pulled it closed again then started giggling again. He was really enjoying this game. So I opened the door and swung his feet round and helped him out and then into the back seat, after he had had his fun. I asked the escort to warn school that he was in a mischievous mood. Even as the taxi reversed off the drive, I could see his shoulders going up and down with laughter. What a great, happy start to my day off – it kept me smiling all day long whenever I thought of his cheeky maneouvre.
I love to laugh and I love to see and join Joshua in his fun and games. It is a key part of someone’s personality, what makes them laugh. Joshua has a physical sense of humour, rather slapstick. He is highly amused by bodily functions such as sneezes, burps and wind. He finds it hilarious to stick his foot out when I am walking passed him, to try to trip me up. I am not an expert in child development but I imagine that children’s sense of humour typically evolves as they get older; Joshua’s sense of humour is probably in line with his cognitive age, that of a toddler. But so long as he laughs, I do not mind at all . Whatever amuses him does not matter, but laughter is a real gift and should be celebrated and encouraged.
I laughed a lot yesterday and we had another great day. The main things that made me laugh were :
- We played a game of ‘Pass the Brussel Sprout’ at the dining table after our lunch and everyone joined in. As we peeled off the layers of tissue paper when the music stopped, there were sometimes surprises like you would find in a cracker, but forfeits on other layers. My brother in law had to shout out Christmas words throughout the game and my niece’s boyfriend did an excellent impression of a melting snowman. I had to go outside and sing ‘Jingle Bells’ to the neighbours. Joshua joined in and threw the sprout, rather than passing it, but he enjoyed the merriment.
- Granny had brought another festive game where we threw soft sponge Christmas puddings at our guests in a velcro covered cap, until they had them stuck to their head. They looked hilarious too. Again it was a game that Joshua could join in, he loves to throw a ball, even though he was not clear over who was the target.
- Joshua alternated between wanting to be with us and taking himself away for some quiet time alone. But when he did join us, he wanted to be in the thick of the party. He frequently jammed himself onto a settee where there was not really space for him, virtually sitting on knees. He played to the crowd : waving, high 5ing and there were a few attempts to flash his tummy, but they were discouraged.
- Last year I bought my husband some red velvet boxer shorts, with a white trim, as his Christmas pants and he dug them out again this year. With very little encouragement, he would reveal his Christmas pants to our guests!
- I love the face that Joshua pulls when he is pulling crackers : he closes his eyes and grins, but it is also a grimace with the effort and concentration of tugging the cracker. We had more crackers yesterday, as they are a great way to keep him at the table but once he had eaten his soup again and seen there were no more crackers, he retreated to his Den.
- I was amused to see just how much my niece loved Kevin on her long-awaited first meeting of our jack russell puppy. she said that she had high expectations, but even then, he exceeded them so that is a real recommendation! He was well cuddled and admired and of course, he loved the attention. I had to check her bags when they were about to leave, to check that she had not packed him to take home with her.
All in all, it was a very happy day and we were very lucky to be able to share it.
Last night in his bath Joshua was laughing in stitches,almost making himself cry with laughter, at fake burping and wind noises. Once he had recovered himself, he would look at me expectantly awaiting the next funny noise. He has a great sense of humour but that is its level : rude noises, tripping people up, loud sneezes and people hiding then jumping out at him , shouting boo are all hilarious. But word humour, jokes, are too sophisticated for him – he is not interested in my favourite joke about the man who ordered kidlies in the butcher’s shop. The butcher replied ‘dont you mean kidneys’ and the customer sais ‘thats what I said diddle I?’! That never fails to make me giggle, but it would be meaningless to Joshua.
Your sense of humour is a very personal thing and nobody really can tell you what is funny and what is not funny. To be honest, I dont mind what Joshua laughs at, I just love to hear his belly laugh and see him crease his face up in pure joy. I often exaggerrate my reactions and actions in order to raise a laugh from him. At the moment a big loud sneeze is the funniest thing, so that is what he hears from me.
Smiling and laughter are really important in life and I realise that, while I am not a comedian or big joke teller, I do make it my mission to try to make people smile. Yesterday while getting my shopping en route to work, I fell for a special offer : I could buy three Malteser reindeer for £1.20, so I spontaneously decided to get 12 for my colleagues. Instead of putting them into my carrier bags, I stuffed these Rudolphs into my coat pockets for easy access and continued my way into the office, where I began to distribute the chocolate treats. They made people smile, as an unexpected treat usually does, well apart from the office-slimmer who was cross with me. The fact that I kept producing endless chocolate from my coat pocket really added to the humour, although I was asked if I had shop-lifted them and stuffed them into my pockets.
I then went upstairs to my office , to find a parcel on my desk: it was some biscuits from Germany from a grateful client. It was totally unexpected and it made me grin with delight. So at mid-morning coffee time I shared those delicious nutty biscuits with my colleagues, who thought that I was the Christmas fairy yesterday. Simple things – usually sweet things I find – bring people much pleasure and what can be wrong with that on a gloomy, wet day.