Chance and I were in my office yesterday working on his homework, and I started to erase one of his answers that he had somewhat erased and somewhat didn’t. All of a sudden this brand new pencil’s eraser flew off, and I exclaimed, “What is that all about?”
Chance calmly said, “Well, you know it is because those are just too unstable.”
I cracked up laughing so hard that I had tears rolling down my face. He loves to make Mark and me laugh, though he often doesn’t know exactly what made us laugh to begin with. Chance usually joins in and laughs right along with us, and today… unstable… coming from an 8 year old cracked me up to the point of instability!
When I think of laughing, I think of Mark because he has a way of making both Chance and me laugh so hard that we can’t stop laughing. A few days ago, Mark told us stories about people he used to train when he was a fitness trainer, and we were laughing so hard that two little girls sitting near us joined in with the contagious laughter.
And speaking of that… it reminds me of another time a few days before we left for vacation when Mark and I were sitting at Spoons in McKinney, Texas having lunch and he made me laugh so hard, everyone in the place seemed to be smiling at us.
There’s something so healing about laughing. Is it time to laugh out loud?



