Let’s be clear about something right away… it was ME having the giggle fit, not a sprout.  Now that I’ve got that out of the way, here’s what happened.

The class had just returned from Art.  We were all gathered on the carpet for a story.  It was a big book – my favorite kind because Mrs. D. and I read them together.

I read the title of the story and then said the author’s name.

“And who can tell me what the author does?” I asked.

I called on a friend who began singing, “The author writes the words, the author writes the words, every time you read a book, the author writes the words!”

“Yes, the author does write the words – now what does the illustrator do?” I continued.

Before I could call on anyone, I noticed Molly, turned to the friend next to her, singing, at the top of her lungs, “The AUFUR writes the words, the aufur writes the words, every time you read a book…”

As she sang, she swung her arms from side to side with the happiest look on her face.

I lost it.

I started chuckling.

I started laughing.

I started crying.

I laughed and cried so hard, I had to take my glasses off.

Some of the kids looked alarmed.

“Sometimes when you laugh really hard, you cry because something is so funny,” Mrs. D. explained.

After a bit, everyone joined in.  We literally had a laugh-in.  It was brilliant.

I finally composed myself and we read the book.  Let me tell you, there is nothing more amazing than laughing, I mean really letting loose, with your kids.  Try it sometime.