Our little boy Jack is so happy that the baby girl and I are home. He loves his papa and the baby boy but according to my hubby, he wasn’t as energetic and happy go lucky as when he is with his maman. I missed Jack a lot, but I didn’t want him to be sad while I was gone. It was nice to wake up to the little guy, all happy and smiling.
Tell us about the last time you had a real, deep, crying-from-laughing belly laugh.
This is going to sound so awful and that I am a horrible person but it was only two days ago that I had a real, deep, crying-from-laughing belly laugh, one that I shared with my daughter, I might add. It was at her expense though, I think that my laugh was really a hysterical reaction to her falling on the floor. We were walking back to the hotel and all of a sudden, my daughter's shoe took a liking to a crack in the sidewalk, and when she tried to regain her balance her legs and her momentum took on a mind of their own and it looked as if she were trying to run downhill into the ground. She finally fell and rolled over and I immediately walked over, inspected her hands and her knees and asked if she was okay to which she replied yes. She was a little embarrassed and asked me how stupid she had looked to which I honestly replied that she hadn't looked awkward at all, it looked as if she was intent on running down into the ground and I started laughing and laughing so hard that my eyes teared up and I had to grab the nearby fence and cross my legs, if you are in your forties and had children you know why I crossed my legs, and my baby girl joined my in the hysterical laughter, there is no other explanation for the crazy laughing session.