Laughter is key in this house. There is always a joke on the tip of our tongues. It’s hard to keep it in. The shows Dan and I watch are light-hearted and have very similar sense of humor as we both do. Cougar Town, Up all Night, Duck Dynasty (don’t judge, who doesn’t love Uncle Si), Modern Family, Kourtney & Kim (yes- we love Lord Disick). Something about a good deep chuckle that sets all the worries on the back burner. Years back, I would watch shows that were far more heart-felt, but I can’t handle it anymore. Last thing I need at night is a show that makes me cry. Now, during the day, when my shows are not on to watch, Brody and Owen are by far the best entertainment. Of course, Owen being nearly two is just cute in general. But, Brody lately has developed this corky, eccentric way about him that cracks me up beyond words.
The other day, I tried to take some pictures of Brody, asking him to sit down and just smile. He refused, and just threw a fit. Then I did what he loves best. We started being goofy and cracked jokes back and forth. All the while I was silently sneaking some pictures of him. Sitting on the ground, listening to the silly words coming out of his little mouth. He could have these joke sessions for hours. He laughs so hard, it’ll bring tears to your eyes. I am not a photographer, nor do I know anything about it, but I love these pictures of him. His eyes, what’s left of his baby cheeks. Oh my – Ottoman-joke session-photo-shoots will now be a must. Gotcha Brody!