It seems that I am not cut out for the sophisticated somber life. Unless it is a really important setting, like in the temple or a spiritual church meeting, I just can’t keep a straight face for long. It makes life fun! But some people take it the wrong way and assume I don’t take things very seriously. It can be a delicate balancing act and some times I drop the ball.
Sometimes I open my mouth thinking I will be funny when in reality its hurtful.
Sometimes I forget it is okay to be still. Silence can be calming and doesn’t need to be filled.
Humor can be taken too far.
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Humor is also a very good thing to have while in the throws of motherhood. It helps me keep my cool instead of exploding.
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When the almost two year old pushes the piano bench over, throws down a toy tractor, and screams just because, it’s helpful to scoop him up in your lap, call him a little rascal, kiss his nose, and tell him to say “cheese” as you hold up the camera. The screams turn to giggles as you both make silly faces. And when he turns and pats your cheek and says, “Mom” – it’s priceless to realize it very well could have gone terribly wrong if I had lost my temper instead of trying to find some humor in the situation.
There have been several times WITH YOU, that I have tried to be funny, then felt so bad about it I had to apologize. Then there was the time I stuck my tongue out at DeAnn M. during Sacrament Meeting, only later to realize she had some fast explaining to do when her kids asked her why she was laughing during such a worshipful moment. You just thought my teeth had yellowed with age, when actually it is from sucking on brown shoe leather! Balance and timing is everything in life!!
Thanks. I needed that today!
Beautiful and priceless! Thanks for the reminder to find the joy in the everyday!
What a great reminder. I needed this today1
I love the times I can remember to just laugh. It’s especially hard for me as I really struggle with depression most of the time. I love how when we laugh it can initially surprise the kids because they thought we were going to explode. Then they bust up laughing too.
I started laughing at a funny thought once in the Temple. Definitely not the right place, I felt so bad! Then I couldn’t stop. Epic fail in the reverence department. But, outside of that, laughter is just good medicine.
I love the toothless grin! One of my favorite pictures of Zydeco has a stained shirt, dirty cheeks, and that wonderful toothless grin. Also, I’d love a picture of Irish Jig next to Hershey with those awesome tiny white perfect Chicklet teeth!!!
Someday we’ll have to make that picture happen!!
I enjoyed reading this post so much! You are sooo inspiring to me and I enjoy reading your blog so much! Thank you for all the effort you put into each post… from the book reviews to the very handy tips & ideas… to the wonderful advice and really neat glimpses of your family life. I love reading them all! I also appreciated learning about the World Family Congress (sorry, I can’t remember the exact title exactly) as I didn’t even know such a wonderful organization even existed… so happy you passed that along to us!
I need to laugh more. Thanks for the reminder! What darling pictures!
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There was a time when the Lord reminded me to take joy in my children. Too bad I had lost so much “joy time” with them.
Oh man, I always seem to get the giggles at the most inappropriate times. Like in the temple. So embarrassing. The worst was at my boyfriend’s father’s funeral. I was 16, and the funeral was held at a HUGE Lutheran church and my mom and I were way in the back. And she leaned over right before the song and told me how she couldn’t remember the church’s name, so she called it the “Holy Moly Lutheran Church” and then 3 seconds later the song started and it was “Holy, Holy, Holy,” and I died.
I love laughing with my family. On Tuesday, during dinner, I was singing a song to my 5 year old and my husband started singing his own song over me. Toby (my son) slammed his hand down on the table and said (with a look of complete and utter disgust) “Stop it, Daddy. You SHAME yourself.”
Yeah. I thought I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen.
I sat down with our youngest as we read this post and she giggled at your pictures and wanted to see them over and over again. Thank you for the reminder! 🙂