I woke up at 3:30, and unable to get back to sleep, I decided to have some quiet-time at Amazon. I don't do this often, because it makes me wish I were rich.
Anyway, as I've been drooling over books for the past hour, I have listened to Thomas giggling. He is not awake. He has been a nocturnal giggler ever since he was a tiny tot. Bob and I have often giggle along with him, because the giggles he has in his sleep are so cute, so child-like and innocent.
All frustrations I had this morning at my inability to get back to sleep have disappeared. Instead, I sit here with a huge grin on my face listening to the night-time giggles.
We have asked him about his dreams many times, to understand what he's laughing at, but he never remembers.
His giggles are contageous.
