The only days that are wasted are the ones without laughter. A wise person once said that. Then another wise person tweeted it on Twitter. Then I read it while I was burried under the weight of a “million things to do” (as usual).
Then, as if he knew I needed a smile more than air itself, he grabbed my necklace … the one that says “bliss” … yanked my chain. And he giggled.
And then it was all over. I was in stitches. We both laughed together like we had shared the funniest inside joke ever shared between a mom and one-year old son.
That’s all it took. And now my harried day (even as much as there was left undone) was a true success.