A Good Remembory.

I'm merrily cleaning the house when I find something that makes me even happier: one of Kyler's memories.  Seriously.  Kyler leaves his memories strewn about the house and it's the one thing that he never gets in trouble for 'not putting away'.  To ease your confusion, I shall explain further.  When something happens that Kyler doesn't want to forget, he jots it down on whatever he can find.  (Kind of like this blog, but way more chaotic and way less organized).  It's not uncommon for me to run across a wrinkled-up hamburger wrapper that says, "Mae farted on November 13th so loud that we both laughed until we cried."  And I'm not the only one who finds these random memories.  I've heard many roars of laughter coming out of Kyler himself when he unexpectedly finds his own memories.  He then reads them very loudly, we all have a good laugh, and he hides said memory away for another day.  I've wanted to do the same thing, just because it's fun and puts everybody in a good mood upon finding one, but it's kind of Kyler's 'thing' and I don't want to intrude on that.  And is it okay (I hope it's okay) that it makes me so incredibly proud that he does this?  Any way that my children can find to spread happiness in this world (or at least in this house) makes me feel like I'm doing something kind of right.  I just love them so much.