No matter how stressed I get with my kids, when I hear them laugh – genuinely express natural and spontaneous joy – I can’t help but join them.
From the standpoint of parental discipline, this can be a problem.
For example, right now I am typing in the dark – my kids are telling a spooky story – and in our motorhome, that means all lights are off.
Now, they should be taking their baths and brushing their teeth. And they left a mess on the floor, some of which could hurt if I stepped on it.
But, the pure joy that is in the air when kids are just naturally themselves is too precious to disturb – at least until the fighting starts. Then it’s easy to take charge.
These moments only happen on occasion – at least when I can share them. And I suspect that when I witness the raw, innocent energy of a child’s laugh, I am living in a bit of heaven.
I like that.
All the best,