When my nieces and newphews were little babies, we'd do just about anything to hear them laugh.

One of my favorites is singing, "Eat da baby," in which you grab the baby and try to bite them on their tummy while singing, "I'm gonna eat da baby, because da baby tastes good. . ."

They loved it. Actually, we still do that to them on occassion. . .

Another good one - the diving Yogie Bear. When Jason was little, we used to play with this toy police tower and a small, stuffed Yogie Bear.

I'd put Yogie at the top of the tower and he'd scream in his Yogie voice (me, doing a bad Yogie impression," Hey, BooBoo, I can't take it anymore!"

He'd leap to his doom, and Jason would erupt into cute, baby giggles. Bonus!

Kaiya loves it when I sing the "Bunny Bunny Bunny" song in a gruff voice, then toss the bunny across the room.

Basically, I make the bunny do his best "Flashdance" impression before I toss him onto the carpet. She just keeps bringing him back to me, and asking me to do it again.

Aisha went through this period when she would just giggle uncontrollably. She was only like one and half, but if you made her laugh, she would laugh until she was bent over holding her belly. It was hysterical.

Those baby laughing stories always make me smile. I hold them close to my heart.

If you know a laughing baby, or have one that's not quite a baby anymore, hold on to those memories.

Here are my favorite laughing babies, Jason, Aisha and Kaiya, laughing at my place over the summer: