Chloë had her first sleepover last night, at Mimaw's. Reportedly she screamed for an hour and a half due to gas, delaying her bedtime. Then she slept through the night. She hasn't done that with us yet. I see how it is.
Today she spent a lot of time sitting and playing with her toys (i.e., trying to eat them), and we ended the day with a bath. Getting her undressed, Eric decided to try blowing raspberries on her tummy, and produced a little, hesitant, baby laugh. It's not the belly laugh I was promised by the pediatrician, but it's still a beautiful sound.