The Happy Couple

While driving home from work, Henry and I were chatting and I don't even remember what the topic was, but he made a face that he often makes (a know-it-all face) and I called him on it. All that to say, we started laughing ...

Amanda: What are you two laughing about?

Me: Doesn't matter.

Amanda: You guys never laugh. What's so funny?

Me: You know, we used to be happy people.

Amanda: Yeah, right.

I don't blame her for not believing it. Most of the time we're too busy trying to keep them from killing each other, or making sure they've brushed their teeth, or put on deodorant, or fed the dogs, or done their homework ... who has time to laugh with all that parenting going on? Maybe if "laughing" were on the chore chart, we'd do a better job of it.

Then again, maybe if we just enlarged this photo and hung it up on the fridge, we'd laugh all the time.

Can you see how big my glasses are? Holy cow! They're more like windshields than glasses. It's amazing that Henry could see past all that corrective glass to the hot chick I really was. (Truth be told, it was the spiral permed hair that caught his eye. ;)