I just love to laugh, and when something hits me as funny, every time I remember it, I break into smiles all over again.
Last week I had the job of substituting in an eighth grade class. By the way, either eighth graders are getting taller, or I'm getting shorter. Anyway, one boy asked me for help with an assignment, and I stepped behind him so I could see his paper a little better. I clearly heard him mutter under his breath, "That's right, just walk on by." When I responded, he was so shocked that I was still there that we both started laughing.
The kids tried the "name game" on me, and I had to laugh again. Some things never change.