As a child, my family subscribed to the Reader’s Digest and my favourite part of that little magazine was the two page spread titled, Laughter is the Best Medicine. One of us would often bring out the Reader’s Digest and say, “Listen to this!” and then share something that had tickled our funny bone. The reward was when someone else ‘got it’ and laughed along; it was a source of connection. At age 20, when I found a man who not only shared my father’s birth date but his sense humour, I  quickly realised this was the man for me! Nearly 30 years later, we still love a good laugh and humour forms a big part of our own family’s culture; an important ingredient that has helped us overcome adversity along the way.

In 2010 researchers in Spain set out to see if there was a therapeutic value of laughter in medicine and their conclusion was, “Laughter has shown physiological, psychological, social, spiritual, and quality-of-life benefits. Adverse effects are very limited, and laughter is practically lacking in contraindications.” (Click here to read abstract)

Adverse effects of laughter are limited and laughter is practically lacking in contraindications.”

Sharing a laugh, or even just laughing along with yourself, makes you feel better and the research tells us that it has healing qualities as well. Laughter really is great medicine!

My daughter shared a poem with me titled “When I’m an old lady and live with my kids”.  It gave me a good laugh and so I’m sharing it with you. If you’re a mother, even if you’re having one of those days when it all seems a bit much, I hope you’ll enjoy this beautifully written poem and maybe start planning your revenge for the mud on the carpet and the crayon on the wall! I promise, you’ll feel better!

Wishing you a week filled with lots of laughs!

Warm regards


When I’m an Old Lady and Live With My Kids.

When I’m an old lady, I’ll live with each kid,
And bring so much happiness just as they did.
I want to pay back all the joy they’ve provided.
Returning each deed! Oh, they’ll be so excited!
When I’m an old lady and live with my kids.

I’ll write on the walls with reds, whites and blues,
And I’ll bounce on the furniture wearing my shoes.
I’ll drink from the carton and then leave it out.
I’ll stuff all the toilets and oh, how they’ll shout!
When I’m an old lady and live with my kids.

When they’re on the phone and just out of reach,
I’ll get into things like sugar and bleach.
Oh, they’ll snap their fingers and then shake their head,
When I’m an old lady and live with my kids.

When they cook dinner and call me to eat,
I’ll not eat my green beans or salad or meat,
I’ll gag on my okra, spill milk on the table,
And when they get angry I’ll run if I’m able!
When I’m an old lady and live with my kids.

I’ll sit close to the TV, through channels I’ll click,
I’ll cross both eyes just to see if they stick.
I’ll take off my socks and throw one away,
And play in the mud ’til the end of the day!
When I’m an old lady and live with my kids.

And later in bed, I’ll lay back and sigh,
I’ll thank God in prayer and then close my eyes.
My kids will look down with a smile slowly creeping,
And say with a groan, “She’s so sweet when she’s sleeping!

-by Joanne Bailey Baxter