The little boy giggled louder, not at all put off by the scolding.

The boy giggled, hiding his mouth with a grimy hand.

The boy looked up sharply, saw his brother was joking, giggled, and fell to.

The boy reached out, and giggled as he tugged the King's dark beard.

The boy giggled, but his hand lay in his lap.

The boy giggled and shrieked as they lifted him high into the air.

A small boy pulled on his mother's hand and pointed, giggling.

The two other boys giggled as they followed their leader.

Little boys giggled at the sound of a mother's voice, a sound less familiar with each passing month.

The other two boys came towards them to listen to the discussion and giggled happily.