Laughing Boy

If you’ve never woken (or gone to sleep) to the sound of someone laughing hysterically, you’re really missing out in life! This morning was another of those times when Adrian woke up laughing his head off.  Not just giggles.  Not just ha-ha.  No, I mean the big huge belly laugh that really hurts if you can’t gain your composure soon enough.  Just the sound of it makes me smile involuntarily.  And it would have to be involuntary because there’s no other way you’d get me to smile on a Friday morning at 6:20 am, when the hubbie took the day off (so there was that ever so slight chance he might have gotten up and let me sleep in) and before the coffee’s even made, let alone drunk.  Of course, the downside is that we’ll never know what it is that he finds so funny that he laughs and laughs till he can hardly walk.  But that just seems to make me smile more.  What a ridiculious ride!

UPDATE: Adrian got the last laugh for sure.  He disappeared late this afternoon and I found him in his bed.  Snoring.  He woke up a few hours later…. laughing his head off.