Missing the laughter…
TB makes me laugh. Even when I don’t want to he makes me laugh.
I know he will read this but he knows he makes me laugh..even when I try hard not to.
Laughter is happiness.
I love that he makes me laugh.
I love that he makes MB giggle.
I miss the funnies when he is gone.
He tries to get out of trouble with funnies. Sometimes it works…sometimes it doesn’t.
But when he is home so is the laughter. There is always laughter. Always.
I am enjoying the quiet time. I am enjoying some unusual for me girlfriend time. A wonderful morning walk with a neighbor. A girls nights out tomorrow. I am getting lots of things crossed off the task list. But I am missing the laughter.