Thursday, May 27, 2010


Learning how to walk is something that most of us only have to do once. An inherent lesson is that you will fall- sometimes it will hurt, sometimes it won't but you need to take the risk in order for that extra degree of independence.

The first time I saw Jaida fall on her butt while learning how to walk (on of those non-hurt-yourselves-fall) I cracked up laughing - it was such a definite "splat", I said it out loud in between guffaws. I noticed her face was about to launch into one of those "I fell over so I must cry" moments but then there was a flicker and then she laughed too. And so "splat" entered our world.

By the time Jaz came along and was going through the same stage, Jaida was an expert. There were "splats" flying left, right and centre. Jaz, ever the entertainer, started doing it just for the reaction. Jaida joined in and instead of playing "statues" we played "splat".

You can never have too much laughter in your life. And it continues over the years as they ask me to tell them a story about when they were little - which is usually a repeat of a core three or four stories.

And I know that as I have grown there are times I too go splat - maybe not literally but certainly metaphorically. I try so hard not to screw up my face and wail in embarrassment and pain that isn't there - I just call out splat and see how long I can laugh for :-)

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Megan Bayliss said...

Splat....I do it all the time as a grown up. I also call it, foot and mouth disease - every time I open my mouth I put my foot in it!

Julie G said...

Oh I like splat. Do it often and generally laugh my lil arse off.
I agree laughter is so important and there is definitely not enough of it.

pita-woman said...

I love a really good laugh... right up to the point I wet myself. :(

Welshcakes Limoncello said...

You're right - we can never have too much laughter. Award for you at mine, mg.