My husband so often reminds me of my son. With his body language, comments he delivers, and some of the choices he makes. Both smart, funny and capable guys. Two tall, blue-eyed, handsome men. Yesterday, over a leisurely breakfast outdoors. Commenting aloud to my husband about him balancing precariously on his chair. With that grin on his face and gleam in his eyes, throwing out the cheeky comeback of, "What could possibly go wrong?". Indeed. Words that could easily have been spoken by my son. Reflecting that happy-go-lucky attitude. Providing us with another opportunity for full blown laughter. To the point of tears. Words to hold on to for subsequent smiles.