There’s a bully on the playground, a math test the next day. Their teeth are falling out of their heads. Parents are yelling at ’em to eat their broccoli. Kids have their own problems, but they still find a way to laugh their pint-sized behinds off. So why can’t the adults have some fun? Does it all have to be so darned serious? Why don’t we find the laughter in our lives? I believe we can.