I don't think we could have had a better baby. I know everyone says that, but I look forward to picking up the little spittle machine everyday and listening to her "sing" along to poker face. That is, pathetically enough, the highlight of my day (I sing too.)
I use to plan my after work goals around projects on the house, now my goal is to make B giggle. I would like to know if there is anything, other than hard drugs, that can make you completely forget about your day than making a baby giggle. There is nothing. My hypothesis is that baby spittle is like the mashed potato structure in Encounters of the third kind. Once you have a baby, you can think of nothing else.
If there is anything I love more than a spittling baby, its a sleeping baby. I guarantee there is nothing better than the moment your baby puts her head down on your shoulder. It is the best feeling you have ever had. (That sentence put my brain in a weird spin but I stand by it.) When that baby connects with you and giggles at you and then puts her head down on your shoulder, done. You are done, screwed, I'm not sure how you'd get out of this one. It's gonna be costly, no doubt about it.