So Rowan is going through this phase where she’s obsessed with my laughter. Either she wants to make me laugh, or she gets upset when something (or someone else) makes me laugh. She’s been kind of clingy anyway. Poor dad, by the time I come home she wants me to herself. But something about laughter, it seems like she’s curious about what I find funny and why. Sometimes she’ll deliberately act silly, and if I have the misfortune to not be paying attention, she’ll get very upset. Maybe she has aspirations to be a class clown.