A Little Laughter

We're currently in our car, driving to Utah to attend my fifteen year old niece's funeral. She was killed when the family car was hit head on yesterday. Clearly this is not a laughing matter, and everything has been rather somber for the last 24 hours. However, there are definitely still moments of joy:

- my brother in law and two nephews survived

- her parents were sealed in the temple and so they are an eternal family and will be together again

- my entire family is so incredibly amazing and supportive, I can barely contain my gratitude

- my beautiful son continues to remind me of the beauty and power of eternal families

- he also provides moments of light in a gloomy time, such as the following:

(He wanted a snack; I gave him a box of Craisins. He wanted another box but we're stopping for dinner in 30 minutes.)

Me: you can't have another box of Craisins. 

Ren: Why not?

Me: (First thing to come to mind) because they're napping and it's not nice to eat someone when they're asleep. 

(I shot a guilty grin at Robb out of the corner of my eye. Ren might have caught it, because he laughed and said:)

You're a goofball, Mommy!

I think we all needed that little laugh, so thank you, beautiful boy, for your keen observations.