Don't forget to laugh

The other day I was playing with Cadence in my bedroom. I started tickling her feet, and tickling Cadence is always a good time. Her belly laugh quickly changed to a cry for help, "Boys, mommy is getting me! Boys, come help me!"

She kept calling and the boys didn't come. I started laughing at Cadence because she often forgets to be nice to her brothers... "Maybe if you were nice to them once in a while they would come and save you!"

Just when I was sure it was safe, the boys came bounding into the bedroom to save the day. Jacob wrestled his sister free, and Gabe used my stomach as a trampoline for at least five minuets. In the end, we were a heap of bodies, all laughing hardily.

As I called off the attack and sent the kids on their way, I realized that we don't laugh enough. It is so easy for me to get caught up in the daily grind and forget to truly enjoy those three treasures that God has given me. When the house is full of laughter, everyone is happier. The things that stress me out seem smaller, and it seems like the kids behave better. I should cut loose more often!