Having a laugh is good for your soul

It has been a little quiet on the blog front of late for me, a result of my own complex/busy life mixed with heartbreak, loss and challenge. This all came to a head over the weekend, when on the way to dropping the Mini-Fashionista off to a birthday party, Captain Jack cried out 'I am going to be sick!' The Mini-Fashionista burst into tears and shouted 'Don't spew on my party clothes!' Being a lateral-thinking-lady I passed Captain Jack a (Tinkerbell) sand bucket from the front of the car to catch the vomit and of course protect the party gear. 'We don't spew on fairies' shouted Little L, then she burst into tears too , wailing about the fairies, the vomit, and how mean the world was. Flashdance, then shouted 'it really stinks, and started crying, adding to the cacophony of wails and sobs.  A minute later we arrived at the party, four wailing kids, two grumpy old folk (that'd be Big A and myself) and a whole lot of vomit*. Looking at each other, Big A and I shrugged and both promptly started laughing, I mean come on! We were a walking, make that driving ad for contraception! What else could we do but laugh? I posted a note on Facebook about it, and friends reactions were the same. Sympathetic, but very, very funny. It was a great reminder about how good laughter is for the soul. It's so easy to get caught up and become angry with the world when things are going well.  It's a whole lot better for your soul though to see the lighter side of life and have a laugh. Enjoy xx