As soon as Bronwen woke up this morning, she wanted Woody, the cowboy doll from Toy Story . Woody belongs to Noah and Bronwen has Jesse. Bronwen usually carries Jesse all over the place while Woody usually just sits in the toybox without a second thought from Noah, until today when Bronwen preferred Woody over Jesse. Ok, so that is the usual sibling stuff. But it sets the stage for what happened later. Tonight as we were getting settled in for devotions Bronwen was tucked in with Jesse and Noah with the rediscovered and highly coveted Woody. Noah "walked" Woody over to Annabelle who was in Daddy's lap, and he said, "Hello little miss, do you want to shake my hand?" and he put the doll's hand in Annabelle's. This little action tickled Annabelle so much, she let loose with the cutest belly laugh and kept giggling, looking right at the doll's face. This just encouraged Noah who began pulling the string to make Woody talk. This made Annabelle laugh even harder, and Bronwen, who had just been watching, now started to laugh so hard she couldn't catch her breath. By this time, all five of us were almost rolling with laughter and it took a few minutes to get back into a frame of mind for prayer. But I'm pretty sure that God didn't mind much. Thank you Lord for laughter! Such little things that bring such pleasure.
Have a great Monday morning!