Over Forty and Loving It!

As I get older, I remember that I forget more and more every year. I actually depend on my kids to remind me of days gone by and some of the funny things that have happened. I can't buy memory, none of us can, but it's a comfort that my kids remember all the things I've forgotten as the ass gets bigger and the brain gets smaller.

You know who's good inspiration for that? Grandbabies. My daughter is having experiences with our Muffin that hearken back to the days when my kids were young and the things they used to do. For instance, Muffin got stuck today between the couch and his little horsie thing, and became hysterical. My daughter saw him upside down with his legs in the air and became hysterical...with laughter. This is after the story I told her long ago about how she was stuck in the toy box upside down with her legs up in the air and I was laughing so hard I had a hard time pulling her out. She was pissed at me for a long time because I told her I laughed -- so when she called me today to tell me her story, the both of us cracked up.

It's nice to know there's a circle of laughter. Even at the kid's expense. Heh.