It is said, “Laughter is the best medicine”, and I was for sure, one factory producing this medicine in bulk. Me paired with my little brother would drop a laughter bomb just about everywhere and our parents would be at their wits end trying to control the destruction, caused by our laughing riots.
Believe me, as I am writing this post, I already had a hearty laugh recollecting old fond memories of our laughing flicks together. I wonder how my parents would come up with witty remarks to get them out of the embarrassing situations I would put them in, more so, when me and my brother would burst into bouts of profuse laughter for no reason, just looking at each others face. In the Prayer room, at the doctors clinic, when we had guests over with funny accents, we could just carry it off anytime and anywhere 🙂
My mom, had a tough time handling our riots and finding a decent escape route from our laughing barrage. Now, that I am a mom, I realize, how I put her in so many awkward and embarrassing situations and what she must have gone through to get out of it. I suppose, I have a much better laughter control now, I could easily be named as the AT(L)M anytime laughter machine of the family 🙂