A Lot of Laughing

I told a bedtime story.
J laughed and laughed and laughed.
His laughter was contagious,
so I laughed and laughed and laughed right along with him. 
After many minutes of laughing and laughing and laughing (and some good tears shed and maybe a little pee dribbled), we both sighed in unison. 
A brief moment of silence was had, and J asked, "What we're we even laughing about?"

Laughing so uncontrollably that you forget what you were even laughing about...now that's a good laugh.

(And for all of the former HCCS students out there, a story about the green polyester potty pants was responsible for lighting this laughter fire.  If you know what I'm talking about, you're laughing a little right now too.)