May the Laughter Never End

It has been said that laughter is the shortest distance between two people. Today my two sweet boys were proof of its truth. The 35 minute drive home from lunch and a shopping trip with daddy obviously seemed like an eternity to my two and half year old who randomly shouted out aspects of the passing landscape in an effort to entertain himself. At some point in our drive, the landscape must have lost it's appeal as Noah began bouncing around in his seat squawking and sending raspberries flying through the air; apparently the sounds the human body can make were far more interesting. Just as I was about to turn and ask Noah to settled down and let his baby brother sleep, I heard a tiny little giggle. I stayed quiet, letting Noah continue on while trying to determine if Ben had merely laughed in his sleep. Noah let another raspberry fly and slammed himself back into his seat unleashing another more powerful giggle from his brother. I do not always understand Noah's special brand of humor, but Ben definitely got it. They continued on this way for at least 15 minutes, Noah making all manner of noises, Ben rewarding him with his delighted laugh and laughter became that perfect level of human interaction at which my two and a half year old and five month old could communicate with one another. The sound was sweet to their mama's ears, may the laughter never end.