Laughter-The best calorie burner

Can I get an amen? Oh, Peter.
Side note: When I was little I forced my sister to keep our window open all night just in case Peter Pan decided to drop in. Saddest life ever.

Sunday naps:
My bestfriend Megs decided to stop by today. Except I was upstairs sleeping and having a glorious dream. I woke up to a high pitched "WAKE UP!" I thought it was my mom. Guess not. We ended up talking for an hour and a half which is usual. Its also usual that we laugh our little bums off. This time it was the "rich Uncle" talk and the "Santa's real" discussion that really got us going.
Highlights:
Rich Uncle: "My Uncle's like a billionaire now. Except he wasn't always like that. He used to be dirt poor. I'm talking Sound of Music dress your kids in a drapery poor."
Santa's real: "I remember when my parents ruined it for me. One Christmas my sister got a pair of converse and she thanked my mom and dad. They said your welcome and I looked up. "Hey, I thought the tag said it was from Santa?!" Yah, pretty much broke my heart."

I just have to share Megs Easter story.
Side note: Her parents hide their Easter basket and the kids go looking for it.
>Little Megan comes into the room<
"Mom...I can't find my Easter basket."
>Realizing they forgot to put it out<
"Go back to your room."

BAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Our childhood's rock socks.