Who was the last person to make you laugh? What did they do or say?

Thankfully, I laughed a lot this past weekend. It was a mildly stressful weekend spent with my parents as they prepare for their relocation. Three times of laughter really stand out.

1. My mom is constantly making me laugh-sometimes she tries to, oftentimes she doesn't. On Saturday we helped my dad move out of his office since he recently retired after 40+ years of serving in ministry, 13 at his most recent church. Mom & I were discussing how to fit the 4 of us (Z, Mom, Dad, & me) in their minivan along with some mattresses we were taking to my brother on our trip the next day. She suggested that Z & I simply 'lay on the mattresses til we get there'. That might have been ok were we going directly to my brother's house however, our 1st stop was going to be to attend church at a location that is currently searching for an organist to employ where my father plans to submit a resume. Upon her suggestion, I told my mom that if we were to follow her plan, my father would be considered the creepy old guy with mattresses in the back of his minivan who wants to play the organ at the church. Perhaps it was just situational but we cackled about that for several minutes, barely able to breathe.

2. A second occurrence happened after we attended the above-mentioned church when my husband relayed the story of his & my father's entrance to the church. While I won't go into all the details here, I will say that my father is the most kind-hearted, respectful person you will ever meet and I'm sure the people with which he interacted simply thought he was just a bit "country". God bless 'im!

3. As anyone who has been around children knows, they will say the most honest things whenever they are inclined. My 3 year old nephew has been quite the riot throughout his little life and I do wish now I had kept a record of all the comical things he has said. On Sunday, after the aforementioned church incident, we were eating lunch together at a Mexican restaurant and H was sitting in my lap since we had finished eating. He was cuddly that day and I asked him if he would always be my sweet boy to which he responded, "People will always be people" and quickly followed up with "Their names will always be their names, their letters will always be their letters." I thought he was quite advanced for his age until his mom told me that they had recently discussed the fact that when he grows up he will still be H & when his baby brother grows up, he will still be W. Even so, I thought it was so precious to hear that little voice declare, "People will always be people." He always keeps me laughing!