When my daughter was maybe 6 months old, she would use the quietest times of the day (after communion prayer in church, for example) as the perfect foil for her overly loud exploration of the sound duh-duh-duh-duhduhduhduhduhDUHDUHHHHH!  She would bust out with the noise while wearing a huge grin on her face, chubby cheeks pumping … Continue reading Coffeecoffeecoffee