Yesterday, I was lying on our living-room couch perusing Reader's Digest, when I happened to glance across at my two youngest sisters, ages 10 and 12. They sat so seriously on the opposite couch, drawing their art entries for their pageant that starts on Saturday, that I felt the sudden urge to lie down on the carpet, roll back and forth, and laugh hysterically while kicking my feet in the air, in order to make them smile. So I did. They reacted most satisfactorily. The 10-yr-old joined me on the floor, and the 12-yr-old laughed at us both.

Then we sung, "If You're Happy and You Know It," but we substituted our own words. The lyrics became, "If you're happy and you know it..."
...clap your knees.
...slap your head.
...snap your toes.
...lick your nose.
...do the Twist.

Afterwards, we rolled on the floor and kicked our feet some more, until our stomachs started to hurt too much.
The moral of the story is, if you feel the urge to do something completely silly every once in a while, just do it. Life's too short not to spend a good portion of it laughing. :) :D :D  ¶ 1:54 PM