Good to be Home

I have been ill unfortunately. This morning I ventured out of bed to eat a bit, hoping to get some energy back. My little brother, all dressed up in his suit and tie for church (so dashing!), came up to the kitchen table where I sat. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he told me that he had my medicine - and immediately pulled out a bottle of bubbles, repeatedly blowing through the wand to produce a cascade of translucent orbs! We giggled about it for a few minutes before I straitened his tie, fastened his collar buttons and sent him to find his shoes. Laughter really is good medicine.


Little brothers are the best!