It's been a rough few days around here -- family issues that have come to a head. Then Monday I woke up with a froggy throat and feeling really yucky. The kind of days that just wear you out!
Then my sweet oldest, Missy, called yesterday to invite Steph & I over for dinner -- she said that we all needed "comfort food". We arrived to a wonderful dinner of roast chicken, rice, green beans, and gravy. I had stopped at the store to get Grands biscuits at Missy's request and figured if we were going to eat comfort food we might as well have dessert. I picked up a triple layer chocolate fudge cake.
After we were done stuffing our faces we retired to the living room. My 8 year old grandson, Christien, decided he was going to entertain us with a reading of "Walter the Farting Dog." Christien is a typical 8 year old boy who thinks that any bodily functions are hilarious. He proceeds to read the book and the whole time we are just laughing and carrying on. Christien gets to one part and says "Oh wait, this is the really good part." It was about how Walter was trying not to pass gas and kept holding it in. Walter started to expand from all the gas. Christien got so tickled at this part that he could hardly read. Of course his giggles caused all the rest of us to laugh! We laughed so much that our stomachs hurt.
By the time the evening was over everyone of us felt so much better. It was exactly what we needed! Laughter truly is the best medicine!