“bearninjaattack”, i yell and my wife jumps three feet out of the chair, yelping in surprise. we both laugh and have a kiss-fest.
for the most part of our marriage i have wondered:
“do other couples have as much fun, play as many silly games and pranks on each other as we do?”
the answer is that i don’t know. what i do know is that it makes me feel real. present. happy. whole in a way i cannot really describe.
i like silly. silly that is real. making faces, telling silly jokes, laughing at my neurodifference, and at the same time loving all that about me, because at heart i am a boy, and it is a good thing.