When I think of laughter, my daughter‘s image often comes to mind. She’d be sitting in her high chair eating whatever it was (breakfast, lunch, dinner, snack) and I’d be doing whatever (think like cleaning or something else) and out of nowhere this laughter would fill the room. For no apparent reason at all Mari sat there just laughing. You’d stand there watching her and you couldn’t help but smile at this little girl who appeared to be laughing at nothing. Yet for Mari, whatever it was happened to be incredibly funny. It’d get to the point sometimes that you could help but laugh with her.
Do you have a moment you remember of laughter?