Friday, July 28, 2006
Sweet, sweet sound
The sound is the Monkey's laugh.
There is nothing sweeter in this world. She is the cutest little giggler, and she can crack herself up at a moment's notice.
The Monkey finds the humor in most situations, almost to the point of it being scarey. To think that a child at the tender age of three can find humor.....
Right now, she and the Door Man are out in the hallway with a flashlight, making shadows on the wall. She is giggling with delight as new shadows are formed and the Door Man finds a new shape to make.
Yesterday, the Man was eating lunch and had had quite a bit to eat. He was playing the "which is bigger" game with pretzel sticks. He would hold up a normal-sized one, and a small one, and say "Mommy .. which one is bigger?" and I would say "your head." Well, he didn't like that, so he said "stop saying thaaaaaaaat" as a loud Barney burp emitted from his body.
The Monkey erupted in a fit of laughter. "He.... say ..... THAAAAAT..... burping....... "
She laughed for five minutes about it. And of course, I laughed with her.
Laughter really IS the best medicine. We should do it more often, and children should always be involved.
posted by Knitting Maniac at 9:22 AM
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.
The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.
The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.
The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.
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9 Comments:
There's not much better than a shared laugh with your kids.
There are far too many crabby people out there, who can't find humor in anything.
Oscar Wilde said, "A pessismist is the peson who, when faced with two bad choices, takes both of them."
Not us! :)
p.s. I would like to add your blog to the links on mine.
I totally agree that there is nothing better in thois world that the sound of children's laughter.
The sound of either of my children's laughter fills my heart with more love and pride than anything else in this world. No matter how horrible a day I have had, there smile is an instant cure.
Have a great weekend!
I LOOOOVE that quote from Oscar Wilde. I have never heard that before!
And I would be honored if you added me to your links. I am going to do the same!
Absolutely right, we need to laugh more! When my kids get me to giggling, I feel younger, don't you?
Great story. Children are so much fun!
Catherine
Oh man...my kids come home on Sunday and I am so stoked. I've been missing them like crazy and since I know they've been having a bad time (again) this summer, it's even worse.
Nice idea with this site its better than most of the rubbish I come across.
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Your are Nice. And so is your site! Maybe you need some more pictures. Will return in the near future.
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