As much as my boys can drive me scrabbling with my broken and bleeding fingernails at the edge of sanity, they also have the ability to make me laugh like no one else. Even on days like today, when my anxiety and stress levels are ratcheted up to Save Me, Superman! and I keep reciting Psalm 23 over and over like a frantic mantra.
In fact, it's perfect timing for a good giggle attack. Like when DramaBoy and I realize that our view of Phineas and Ferb is being obstructed by The Widget wearing a great big Fulani hat while he does a little shimmy in front of the TV.
3 years ago