Giggle Quota
Haddy had stinky feet. We played a game where I would smell his feet with dramatic disgust and he would belly laugh, repeating, “A’den!” He loved to laugh so much. He also loved a good, rough tickle. He would belly laugh until he was out of breath and still ask for more. His laughter was always music to my ears. He and Knox both require laughter. We call it a 'giggle quota' around here. It was woven into them by an immensely majestic Creator. Haddy's laughter could tear down anxious toil in the hearts of those who loved him in a way that left you feeling bound to him. How could a person so small know how much you needed the release of uninhibited laughter? He was used by God fiercely in a season of uncertainty and change. We all rejoiced over that boy. He knew the delight of our entire brood from the moment he was born. The baby we didn’t expect. The biggest surprise of our lives. Three months have passed since Haddy’s musical laughter has filled our home.